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Hermes bags (Tuesday, 30 October 2012 22:05)
Not the autumn wind, always icebound love. The flowers in the plain Yan, fixed memory aesthetic picture, high now,
dust everywhere, autumn difficult discharge, Sheng Xiao off are clear the vast, empty on the exile the Zen Mind,
tenderness tenderness, but tonight the hangover didn't awake, three thousand black hair to make trouble. Shade of the
long tassel, empty the cuckoo caw Yan envy, love the innocent, empty as melancholy abdominal. The moon waxes autumn
gauze cold demeanor, Qi Hua Tianya tears Lapel chu.
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