His love is the endless sea, that night he welcomes the most beautiful dawns ... with a stick in his hand he sits on a boat and thinks about the next bait. Yes, I told you that old story, the story of a fisherman.
His love is the endless sea, that night he welcomes the most beautiful dawns ... with a stick in his hand he sits on a boat and thinks about the next bait. Yes, I told you that old story, the story of a fisherman.
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