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The Moon, like a flower in heaven’s high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

The Moon, like a flower in heaven’s high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

Hate me. Do it and do it again. Waste me Rape me, my friend.
Nirvana
Non puoi stare a commentare quando fuori splende il sole non hai visto quanti uccelli, quante spose e quanti fiori.
Tommaso Paradiso