farmfish he wants to be taken as he is because he knows she will not find the hidden love. it is the blue rock of the green forest, under the leaves, under the dreams, tumbling, rolled by the deft fingers of lithe faeries and tossed in the air by shrewd elves.

my love is a blue rock you find on the road, standing out in the white sand. and if you put it in your pocket, it will burn a hole to your skin.
stacey love is blue, gbut now a blue rock, if it were to be a rock it would be black, love only brings trouble, unless they love u back! 020703
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