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Mmadikubetso: only single ment please. thank you...
| Søker: | mann Alder 35 til 40 | | Status: | 45 Enkelt Rett Hunn | | Plassering: | | | Interesse i: | Ekteskap | | Etnisitet: | Svart/afrikansk | | Stue: | Lev av meg selv | | Øyefanger: | Legs | | | Høyde: | 4'0 tommer | | Kropp: | Gjennomsnitt | | Hår/Øyne: | Svart, brun | | Røyk: | Aldri | | Drikke: | Av og til | | Trening | Noen ganger | | Politikk: | Høyre | | | Utdanning: | Graduate grad | | Religion: | Kristen | | Inntekt: | $15,001 til $25,000 | | Okkupasjon: | No Answer | | Avkom: | 2 barn | | Personlighet: | Adventurous | | Land: | South Africa | |
MIN HISTORIE
I luv who luves me back. ,
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.