The fast approaching year end, welcomed by the celebration, enchanted in the glittering lights of Christmas lights, in full joy and in the mood of love, plenty of laughter saved for the night.
My greed should have been reflected in my share of increasing budget deficit. Victorious end of my greedy laughter, cracking on . I am bewitched, bothered and bewildered, within the shivering darkness of the late night northern sky.
Christmas lights were dangling in harmony , caught in the cold December breeze. I am in the mood of love, and in full of the greediness as a cover up my the unfilled passions of the life.
The end of the year is fast approaching, I have been dreaming a naked woman on my sofa, while listening Gillmoure’s “where we start” and still thinking to drive away ,not to miss to accompany to the last dance of the beautiful woman of undying smile.
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