Like a dance along a fantasy island, your little tongued discrepancy is a beautiful shame.
You are so much better than I could have dreamt when I counted your breaths all those mornings, before we were woken by the laughter of the oceanic views.
Too phenomenal to compare, all the boisterous similarities you find with the whole human race make your visions of grandeur and your cinematic taste seem rather obvious.
You are everything everyone expected you to surprise us with.
Even the way you lie is breathtaking.
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