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To the rainwashed man, no sun nor daylight came, but Scarlet appeared in red lips and red locks. An angel in the fire with heaven in her eyes, an ethereal sight that made him alive. And she became his. His gold sunlit dancer, the fire in his ***** the every ache of his heart
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Nov 7, 2021
Nov 7, 2021 at 9:37 AM UTC
Rainwashed Man
To the rainwashed man, no sun nor daylight came, but Scarlet appeared in red lips and red locks. An angel in the fire with heaven in her eyes, an ethereal sight that made him alive. And she became his. His gold sunlit dancer, the fire in his ***** the every ache of his heart
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Nov 7, 2021
Nov 7, 2021 at 9:37 AM UTC
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