{Declaration} Wet Rows of Poetry Night Baron Poet Poetry Nickname The Night of the Night of the Moonlight Star Night The night except me and you have no new word
The wet lines of the night poetry of the night. You dont have something new Our nights night tired and empty and empty night Our night jumping to the imagination Night of the night in the heart of the siren of the imagination Two eyes with no heavenly heart I will be more thankful to me I am saddened by the bad object I miss my nudity shoes I will serve you again {End of Declaration}
