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Liana Azman

I will live as a writer who keeps alive the music of the language, holds head and heart together in the words, and writes in hope and passion that one person will be better because he or she reads what I wrote - The Liz Manifesto. Friday, February 10, 2012. Amsyars 1 year old balloon party. Thank you Untie Arfah for this delicious carrot cake. Birthday boy fell asleep. Wake up Amsyar, time to blow the candle. Links to this post. Thursday, February 09, 2012. Eczema please leave my son alone! So that cou.

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I will live as a writer who keeps alive the music of the language, holds head and heart together in the words, and writes in hope and passion that one person will be better because he or she reads what I wrote - The Liz Manifesto. Friday, February 10, 2012. Amsyars 1 year old balloon party. Thank you Untie Arfah for this delicious carrot cake. Birthday boy fell asleep. Wake up Amsyar, time to blow the candle. Links to this post. Thursday, February 09, 2012. Eczema please leave my son alone! So that cou.

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