Yesterday I abstained
a saint, unstained a shell, drained.
Tomorrow I devour the sweet, the sour, I shall, allow her.
Without guilt and the annihilation it build
A real Art, not a gilt and join my libation, see me rebuilt
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Letteratura casuale - 2024
Generatore: Henna - Human Roomba 3.6
Parametri:
- happiness: 1