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| Voici un extrait du premier poéme de Bouchta Shakespeare, qui demande vos encouragements: The doctor is not always the shafi The weather is not so safi The bread is not kafi But your love makes my heart dafi And makes me run hafi Oh baby baraka ... safi |
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| She was near me and the light was tafi i took her hand, my heart was then very dafi She said : you have your cup,don't drink from ghourrafi HEr voice was strange, like commandant kaddafi I said: Baby, are you not moulat la3wafi I touched her face, I found a beard of Imam Hanafi Ya rahmane ya rahim ya Rabbi ya chafi :-D ;-) :-P |
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| :lol: :lol: samantafox safy hadi machi moucha3ib :lol: |
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#4
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| toi je vais t'engager ds mon groupe wallah rak kahttir ;-) |
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chapeau :-)
__________________ Quand le doigt montre la lune l\'imbecile regarde le doigt. (proverbe Chinois) |
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| The doctor is not always the shafi The weather is not so safi The bread is not kafi But your love makes my heart dafi And makes me run hafi Oh baby baraka ... safi She was near me and the light was tafi i took her hand, my heart was then very dafi She said : you have your cup,don't drink from ghourrafi HEr voice was strange, like commandant kaddafi I said: Baby, are you not moulat la3wafi I touched her face, I found a beard of Imam Hanafi Ya rahmane ya rahim ya Rabbi ya chafi what's wrong with you my dear shrifi, asked me zoughbiya moulat l3wafi. I said, no, nothing. i am just hesitating ossafi. she said, come closer, a little bit closer is kafi and dont make that face of as7ab alkahfi i am shivering, please kiss my shnanfi and let this rare moment be my dwa ashshafi
__________________ Quand le doigt montre la lune l\'imbecile regarde le doigt. (proverbe Chinois) |
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| bien ;-) |
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| zwina bezzaf :rose: |