clouds of silver and grey drops a dollar in the sea of bliss.a little tap on the bed of silk..
She walks with the orange floral dangling sequins top,the flashy white pants and strawberries with that little 5strings. A little black book,broken into pieces,plastered with little smiley faces,floral edibles with sweetness like honey.An un-broken script of illusion.
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