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The Heart Sense
DE HC NW
ISBN: 9783990488997 bzw. 3990488996, in Deutsch, novum publishing, gebundenes Buch, neu.
Lieferung aus: Deutschland, Versandkostenfrei innerhalb von Deutschland.
She laughs at his joke of her but her cheeks burn red. Directed at her, the crowd jeers along with her husband, appreciative of his wit. Tears of humiliation gather. Helpless, she fades like an old photograph left too many years on a windowsill, bleached by the sun and then trashed, forgotten and no longer valued. She laughs at his joke of her but her cheeks burn red. Directed at her, the crowd jeers along with her husband, appreciative of his wit. Tears of humiliation gather. Helpless, she fades like an old photograph left too many years on a windowsill, bleached by the sun and then trashed, forgotten and no longer valued. Lieferzeit 1-2 Werktage.
She laughs at his joke of her but her cheeks burn red. Directed at her, the crowd jeers along with her husband, appreciative of his wit. Tears of humiliation gather. Helpless, she fades like an old photograph left too many years on a windowsill, bleached by the sun and then trashed, forgotten and no longer valued. She laughs at his joke of her but her cheeks burn red. Directed at her, the crowd jeers along with her husband, appreciative of his wit. Tears of humiliation gather. Helpless, she fades like an old photograph left too many years on a windowsill, bleached by the sun and then trashed, forgotten and no longer valued. Lieferzeit 1-2 Werktage.
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The Heart Sense jyoti Singh Author
~EN PB NW
ISBN: 9783990488997 bzw. 3990488996, vermutlich in Englisch, novum publishing, Taschenbuch, neu.
Lieferung aus: Vereinigte Staaten von Amerika, Lagernd, zzgl. Versandkosten.
She laughs at his joke of her but her cheeks burn red. Directed at her, the crowd jeers along with her husband, appreciative of his wit. Tears of humiliation gather. Helpless, she fades like an old photograph left too many years on a windowsill, bleached by the sun and then trashed, forgotten and no longer valued.
She laughs at his joke of her but her cheeks burn red. Directed at her, the crowd jeers along with her husband, appreciative of his wit. Tears of humiliation gather. Helpless, she fades like an old photograph left too many years on a windowsill, bleached by the sun and then trashed, forgotten and no longer valued.
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