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Sherman 2022-03-21 09:03:29
When I miss Leonardo's literature and art
A man who writes poetry does everything he can to love a genius who writes poetry. Love is like the color of absinthe, hysterical and at a loss. The young man was at ease, slipping away from the man's fingers like sunshine. The young man actually loves men, but this poetic genius has phototropism...
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Jason 2022-04-20 09:02:49
Rimbaud's Love: Do you want my body, or my soul?
Public number: Sunset makes my scalp itchy
"Sometimes in a sentimental tone he,

Romane Bohringer
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Guy 2022-03-25 09:01:23
In a trance, the astonishing young man seemed to appear in front of him again, asking if he loved him. He slashed the poet's palm with the knife, but this time, instead of sticking it in, he planted a deep kiss on his hand.
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Clare 2022-03-27 09:01:21
found it! What? Eternity It is the sun and the sea shining together My eternal soul is watching your heart Even if the night is lonely and the day is burning, so you give up the approval of human beings and rise up together You are free to fly away...
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