My body lying on the cold ground of my garden, my ears caressed by the soft sound emitted by the leaves, the cold breeze caressing my face and my gaze lost between constellations. Wouldn’t that be a << perfect night? >>.
Perfect night
My body lying on the cold ground of my garden, my ears caressed by the soft sound emitted by the leaves, the cold breeze caressing my face and my gaze lost between constellations. Wouldn’t that be a << perfect night? >>.
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