I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self to — Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
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I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.

— Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi
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