

Untitled poem for my loveAnd so did the gentleman run, his cries into the sylvan night never waining. "My love, my love, where have you gone?" So gentle a breeze came as to tickle his ear, the movement so familiar. "My love, I feel you around me but see you I do not?" "I am here," came a whisper from the wind, an angel's voice echoing. "Where, oh where, my love?" "In the night." "What powers must I call to do as you have done and become one with this Earth so that I may spend eternity with you?" "Live on and happliy and I shall come for you." "How long must I wait to see my angel's face once more?" "You mustUntitled poem for my love
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I thought the world was black and white. How can I escape from this colourfield?
How are you?
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*achoo*
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(/゚∀゚ )/ OYAKATA-SAMAAAAA!!!
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The only girl that think that Penguin cosplaying Cactus with pink umbreallas will rule the world.
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...Sinun Kirkkoherra...
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