Quilk Once upon a time, but two fine instruments would keep my beat. The metronome on the teacher's desk and occasionally the piano and the ticker inside my chest. Now neither can match what keeps it: the delicate softness of her fingers and lips and the vibrant beauty of her. 000222
Machiavelli70 The feel and sound of yellow, orange, and green. 040304
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