2025-03-10 02:29:23

As she tilted her head and cheeks, sunlight seeped through the gauze curtains, coating the tip of her nose with a porcelain-like fragile glaze.

The neck is tied with a bow streamer, undulating with the breath like a stopped swallowtail butterfly, and the folds of unfinished love poems are hidden between the folds of the clothes.

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LaCrosse

· 2025-03-10 15:23

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GateUser-ef486ee6

· 2025-03-10 13:43

As she tilted her head and rested her chin on her hand, sunlight seeped through the sheer curtains, casting a porcelain-like fragile glaze on the tip of her nose. A ribbon tied in a bow around her neck fluttered with her breathing like a poised swallowtail butterfly, while the folds of her dress concealed unfinished love poems in their creases.

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UnhinderedGoku

· 2025-03-10 11:52

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