Topic: Clouds
Behind all the dark onimous clouds, there stood a lady, stout as can be. This lady had shining beauty like no other, peeking out at you behind the night sky, giving hope and wonder. This mistic figure would blind you with a telescope, and amaze you from a glaze. She's had men walk all over her, and shes only had a few of them to see the next day. This mistic. This wonder. This spheric shape of a lady. Wrapped in beatings, and puctures, she shines for all to see.
-sam
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