As the dusk evanesce.. with the enigmatic smile on my face, i started to lost in idle reflection.. with the notion of perfect love.. the blithe blissful spirit of mine is dancing in the air… it’s not a myth… it’s not an illusion… it’s my rhapsody..
- eshley de dEviL
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