this mirror has its own prerequisite, just
like your stubbornness, desires to
look me without wrapper, it's
obsession or insane
desire I do not
know,
in the elusive obscurity it shines with the
mille lamp! each part and parcel
breaks the egoism, every
thing looks used one,
from the lips to
toe, a left
over
the riven celibacy, life searches the real
extinct beauty, the hidden image
wants in love, complete
purity, the entire
night maybe
pass to
explain it, about the difference between
the realism and divinity - -
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