woman this my body for it has lain with empty arms upon the giddy hills to dream of you, approve these firm unsated eyes which have beheld night’s speechless carnival the painting of the dark with meteors streaming from playful immortal hands the bursting of the wafted stars (in time to come you shall remember of this night amazing ecstasies slowly, in the glutted heart fleet flower terrible memories shall rise, slowly return upon the red elected lips scaleless visions)SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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