Usted est como oro como el grano mitad-maduro que se combina al oro otra vez, tan blanco como la lluvia blanca que bate a travs de las flores mitad-abiertas de los grandes penachos de la flor densamente en los miembros negros de un bough de la manzana de Illyrian.
La miel de la lata destila la fragancia tal que su hairoacute brillante para su cara es tan justo como la lluvia, con todo como lluvia que mienta claramente en el panal blanco, presta la radiacin a la cera blanca, as que su pelo en sus moldes de la frente se enciende para una sombra.
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