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I guess: I'm not alone: who are seeing twelve moons in your bench:
but: I'm surely the only one: who participated in that tangerine.
I love you: I'll anchor in my forearms: we'll marry in the desert:
and you'll have white dress with caravan.
I have saffron granaries for you:
the hide and seek in orchid greenhouse
and two mantises: who skate together instead of stroking: