xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
xshayarsha: “A long chain of street lamps stretches through the sleepy streets, and the lovers go, pair by pair, warmed by their love’s light. Where are you? Why can’t we, after the last pair, step into the circle meant for us?” — Aleksandr
