Apr 2017
You should be enlightened with all the rays of the sun
The clouds shall encircle your neck as a wreath
If you were to sit upon a throne of all glory
would you crown me your queen?
The clouds shall encircle your neck as a wreath
If you were to sit upon a throne of all glory
would you crown me your queen?
(18/Non-binary/England)
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