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<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1" width="100%" class="forumline"> <tr> <th class="thCornerL" width="22%" height="26">Autor</th> <th class="thCornerR">Wiadomość</th> </tr> <tr> <td width="22%" align="left" valign="top" class="row1"><span class="name"><a name=""></a><b>fariiton</b></span></td> <td class="row1" height="28" valign="top"><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td width="100%"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/Aniseed/images/icon_minipost.gif" width="12" height="9" alt="Post" title="Post" border="0" /><span class="postdetails">Wysłany: Sob 16:01, 26 Mar 2011<span class="gen"> </span> Temat postu: Dream Corner , who met</span></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><hr /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><span class="postbody">How much joy, how many sad, in the silence of the night , into strands of sad . <br /> <br /> alone by the window looking , Way back thousands of years ago the face of Li Yu crescent moon , silence alone on the West Wing . I do not know the body is off dream , a noon greedy joy . How much success have , how many lost , the moment, wandering the occasion , only stormed the office <a href="http://www.stilwatches.com/breitling-watches.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">Breitling</a>, a Spring River Flows East . <br /> <br /> flowers in a dream , into the heart of paradise. Thus, there is always a strange mind the impulse to insist , to quietly approached . <br /> <br /> corner when the dream no idea of ​​the heart between the international blank. Past smoke , mixed with delicate warm colors, floating in the memory of the sky, high above , to the depths of the precipitation. <br /> <br /> when dreams corner , in front of the world all of a sudden I know what to do , it suddenly made ​​me understand, when thousands of years ago captured the hearts of Li Yucheng . Perhaps he would also like to be a good monarch , even though he only likes to write articles , when the monarch is purely accidental. And the rebels may have been the heart of the moment <a href="http://www.appwatches.org/tag_heuer-watches.html" target="_blank" class="postlink">Replica tag heuer</a>, his dream has turned him confused corner broken . <br /> <br /> he met a lonely moon, the cold of the pavilion , as well as the cup that brought him relief Gu Ying Road . And I will meet who? <br /> <br /> there are several easy to own the night , spend the dream re-opening prayer , pray for the designation of the distance between reality and dream , I hope we wake up , Angels in the side, such as the corner before the sun was shining . But why , always wake up at midnight Jing Qiao , any invasion of fear and pain a little bit of me. <br /> <br /> want to start quietly , to pick up that lost a little bit of the good years . After the corner of the sky can be , not the kind of scent , but only scattered patches of snow filled the air of clutter , too late to catch , they fall , no trace can seek to melt , leaving me empty-handed , coldly alone, helpless. Ying Ying at <br /> <br /> tears , they blur , blurred dream angels , no longer appears in a dream. <br /> <br /> when dreams turn corner , for a place to start <a href="http://www.maticwatches.com/" target="_blank" class="postlink">Fake watches</a>, what I want to meet , but I turn on who you meet .</span></td> </tr> </table></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" height="1" class="spaceRow"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/Aniseed/images/spacer.gif" alt="" width="1" height="1" /></td> </tr> </table>
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