Fall she loved to catch the falling leaves in autumn she’d sit and wait until she cautumm Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
drift over time, Tom and Helen drifted apart unsurprising given that Tom was a broken twig, Helen a fallen leaf, and the day was a windy one Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
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