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Feb 2022
The quest is weary
And we are still deary...
The wine barrels are empty now....
Let stay here... With a sheer...
We still have to a vow...
Take my hand... Let me hold you...
Make me fanned... You are a beauty to behold...
Dance with me... March with me...
I'm gonna tell you the story untold...
👁️👄👁️✨
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Lolita
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