The solitary peak is high and grand, Not a single layer of mist. The crescent moon crosses the void, The white clouds come forth.
The solitary peak is high and grand, Not a single layer of mist. The crescent moon crosses the void, The white clouds come forth.
To me, exclusive union with an other creature of your species is high honor. Of course it is also necessary to know how to and enjoy being alone with yourself. Maybe I feel this way because I am a girl. Anyway……..
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