The Gold shines like true sun under our souls,
she is a tiiny soft soul,under no moulds,
this poem to her,
i think she is also against wearing furr,
Goldie is her name let me tell you at the end,
she is a true friend ☕
mislm sploh nevem kaj sem narobe nardila... Goldie sem pač praktizirala da je zlato,kar sigurno bolj vleče na zlato kokr na plevel hebem vam mater,in napisala sem pesmico o Goldie!
tega Gold hunter pa itak ne maram!! NA KUURAC MI GRE!!! DEFEKT ŽLEHT
22.05.2016 ob 11:37
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najprej so bile gore po morjem
in potem je prišel angel
in to je Goldie.