Sep 2014
Your beauty radiates like a flower in the moonlight
For to me that is the loveliest atmosphere
And you are the loveliest vista
Be my midnight flower
Let us count the years
For to me that is the loveliest atmosphere
And you are the loveliest vista
Be my midnight flower
Let us count the years
(26/Genderqueer)
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