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My soul like perfume oozes through thin air. A pink moon has vanished the dawn of thy kiss. Like the wings of a butterfly my lips are moving the rippled sea of thy thought.
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Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 9:56 AM UTC
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My soul like perfume oozes through thin air. A pink moon has vanished the dawn of thy kiss. Like the wings of a butterfly my lips are moving the rippled sea of thy thought.
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Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 9:56 AM UTC
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