BIRD OF PREY
From the top of the mountain looking you, I see every detail of this world around me! Eye hunters that looking for , not my prey, the more my love my heart! I disire, like the wind whistling, whispering in my ear to tell me, my desire in my eyes! Love hunter. And what a beautiful game I'll do! But from now on I will surrender to your love and I become his prey, motionless in the grip of your hearth. by MOURO.
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