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Urban Bohemian : http://youtu.be/IM96Ch9Gx4A Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: She ran away with with the Gypsy's ✿
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![]() Traveler and dreamer, to sing, I want (to sing) my fantasy and the mad poetry that there is in my heart! Filled with love and joy, I'll empty out my passion. I always felt the sweet illusion to be living my passion. If I don't live what I dream I dream all that I sing, that's why my charm is love. My poor bohemian soul I want to caress and like a flower permeate with perfume. And in my nights of pain to speak I go (to speak) with the stars, and the most beautiful things awake, I'm going to dream Because I trust in them all my thirst for love. I always felt the sweet illusion to be living my passion. I look for in the light blue eyes and in black long hairs; sincere passions, sweet emotion. And in my eternal wandering life filled with illusion, I want to give all my heart.
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