Report Player : port mike

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    Your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
    O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets.
    O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.

  • Carbon June 29, 2022 at 7:31 AM

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