Skins adorn to its studded best, whiskered with the moon's tinsel, though the echoes are at its loveliest when I catch your dawning's first whistle.
Nigel Paolo Grageda
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Skins adorn to its studded best, whiskered with the moon's tinsel, though the echoes are at its loveliest when I catch your dawning's first whistle.
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