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by 3yml28whevbr,
at 2024-05-14 19:19:26 UTC
In the chalky rays of the moon, See Columbine dancing on the main square, Let the offshore wind blow her skirt, If underneath she doesn't wear any underwear, And that his fleece is brown, his buttock round, I approach it, I stutter, I breathe and swallow, If I invite him for a drink at the piano bar, Little fairies, muses of my words, don't abandon me, Make me shine, inspire my verve, Maybe she'll invite me to crumple her