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internally profound

You flutter around,
Internally profound,
A distinctive instinct devotion be,
A life of essence grows within,
A peaceful tranquillity state in skin,
I wonder what it's like?
I once explored the life within,
Upon my birth no remembering,

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piusha singh

WOW incredible write Sweet Nardine , you are really innovative...

Love

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you princess, always a pleasure to here from, love to you miss Piusha Singh xoxo

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you kindly sir williamsji xx much love Nardine Sanderson xx

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Ravindra Kumar

"I once explore the life within, Upon my birth no remembering,".."You flatter around, Internally profound,'...something clashing in mind incurable,...realize the feelings...,thank you.

Ravindra KumarĀ 

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Nardine Sanderson

Ravindra sweetheart which feelings are you taking about, if you don't mind my asking?, I'd love to know the affect given upon read, if you may xoxo love to you nardine Sanderson xx

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Ravindra Kumar

Such realization of meaningful life that you feel having looked your children may be while playing them never find in your life still. I think so,...xx Ravindra Kumar xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you sweetheart, perfect, much love to you, nardine Sanderson xx

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