As I remember when I was a bit younger I had a dream.
The dream was about an endless love.
A rich man a poor girl running from some thing.
A man with axes walked up to them.
The rich man paid him.
They were a scream and then a crash.
The girl had been killed
Love is never free

kelly berry

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