in the dead of night, nearly falling off the precipice of slumber...
i start.
i hear a strange rustle.
i turn my ears,
and there, a strange wind has caused the bottom of the poster
the girl with the pearl earring to float
and she is breathing as the waves on the beach.
-Pamplemousse
i start.
i hear a strange rustle.
i turn my ears,
and there, a strange wind has caused the bottom of the poster
the girl with the pearl earring to float
and she is breathing as the waves on the beach.
-Pamplemousse
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