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Tickle your toes. . .
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it's not possible. I think the problem must be- too much love and hate.
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Tickling toes- there was something about that barefooted madness something about that wistful waist-high wishing and wooshing in the woods, ...
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Poets United Contributor
I love how the translator totally mocked him in front of 50 people. That's great.
ReplyDeleteLOL! there is some truth to what he said though, don't you agree?
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=skpd4PDJZlU&feature=related
ReplyDeletethere is definitely truth to this...I love it. <3
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