A Night

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Night that is born at a shy lovely dusk, When the orange is melted in aurora, And aurora takes bath in the ocean, Thinks she is hidden in the water, And none can see and make her nude, But a naughty prince sends a message to the sea, On your hidden camera, Make porn of the beauty, Upload it on the waves, Let the waves touch the shores, And the shores when taste, The water of waves, Find it different than that they have tasted, During whole sunny day, They enjoy the porn, Share it with skies, It is watched on skies, The twinkling starts, The prince is melted, In a liquid silver, And showers of this silver, Then flow on the bosom, Of the old lady, White flowers sprung, The prince smiles, Sends a message to someone, The old lady has been activated, And the message that travels, Through the Milky Ways, Goes to a palace where fairies are singing, Singing and dancing and waiting for the time, When their lovers will reach, The apex of love and kiss those maidens, And all that, that follows a sexy kiss! Someone, having received the message of the prince, Smiles and says to robots, have a look at my servants, They have performed their duty and have engaged my souls, In love that I want and have kept them away, From hate and the ugly satanic violence, The porn of love is a work of art and I loved it.

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