The dream of making the trading enterprise into a company is like a child's dream. Who knows she might make it. No matter how long it will take.
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September 17, 2013 Trajectory
by liruandlegallyraven | 12:59 AM | favorite The dream of making the trading enterprise into a company is like a child's dream. Who knows she might make it. No matter how long it will take. { mood } amused Filed under la cour tisane | hn. your pen's toilet |
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