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In The Starry Island
In the starry island of our smiles, the azure of our glorious eyes, the softness of our loving hands, and the electric sensuality of our bodies velvety with love, we will find ourselves face to face. Our legs, rustling like bouquets of doves, will start running towards each other, destroying, step by step, the dark and obsolete bridge of the silent years...
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