Bliss

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Mind is free... Listen to one of the favorite number Stand up, dance, sing.... No report, no answer, no excuse You, your body and that smile.....BLISS

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  1. AnonymousDecember 29, 2013 at 11:43 AM

    no report, no answer, no excuse..
    no yesterday.. no memories...
    no tomorrow.. no expectations...
    Bliss !

    Beautiful !

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