The flower of the Alps told the seashell: "You`re shining" The seashell told the sea: "You echo" The sea told the boat: "You`re shuddering" The boat told the fire: "You`re glowing brightly" The fire told me: "I glow less brightly than her eyes" The boat told me: "I shudder less than your heart does when she appears" The sea told me: "I echo less than her name does in your love-making" The seashell told me: "I shine less brightly than the phosphorus of desire in your hollow dream" The flower of the Alps told me: "She`s beautiful" I said: "She`s beautiful, so beautiful, she moves me."SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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