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Clouds aggressed your hair to make sine waves
The wild wind ran to perambulate into the beautician's room
What the magical buttock and a pair of virgin moons!
In serendipity,
Clouds were swinging wildly through that shirt
Let the waves of the amorous ocean wave each and every amount
And I heard the breath from the foolish hand
Holding on to love, I let go of the opposite dream
Being somnolent
Suddenly, in foreshadowing,
Then time chased us all old
Dream. Finding. Being afraid of the old lover. Not collecting enough subtly shapes
Like the poignant bitterness of the thorn in the chest
Tear of the heart of the twenties
If only I were the sea hugging you passionately
If only I were a cloud that wrapped around my body
If only I were the wind kissing luminary ruby lips
The sea of your mellifluous heart will never dry up
The cloud I won't run far
My wind does not stop blowing with your gentle figure
Not novaturient, not forgot you.