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With an heavy and thick black net, covering what is already there,
Thinking of strongly rejecting the evidences,
A pomp does not hide anything, it simply reveals.
A white and pristine collar, around a delicate neck,
Rough and volatile miasmas,
A whole body seems to move,
in a smooth and seducing rhythm
Sad time, sad period
beautiful life, beautiful men in fashion
Sad time, sad period
beautiful life, beautiful ladies in fashion
Two assemblies of flesh attempt to discover each other,
They will only find a black and shiny applat
Brief embrace from a fondation too thick
Blushing in a drunken embrace.