And we have seen enough already in the 2010 World Cup;
But the name of my lover is Mamagah.
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I have to learn how to hold it in the right way,
And like the muse of your love hidden in the dark.
If i do sleep,
And if i do wake,I will always think of your love;Because of what you gave me last night.You filled my soul with your true love,And you are all mine;My sweet lover,I am always there for you.
Waving minds,
Waving magic! !Muse it up and use it up;But some one went to the court when,You had no roof on your head.
Dream,
Poetry and writing;But the contest is for you and me!And this story is all that i have for you;Because the dream of loving you was like,The neatly hand painted work of your muse.
Oh, if you were only like my sister;
But you are now bartered into the land of your muse.Life is like a spiced wine,But loving you was the way ahead;So take the white envelope and open it,Because my hope is what you need on this love.
My body is not what you think it is,
But i ma here to love you;For this world is not my home.The smell of sulphur,He died 18 years of age;And of the decaying facial features!For she also died 20 years ago and,I am at the Neverland Valley Ranch to say my mind.I am the man in the mirror,But how do i heal the world…