Fantastico! The Glory of Sunrise!!!
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Her beauty isn't cold, it is so hot, only to be admired by the lowest forms -- humans. Only to be looked at, to love with a fierce desperation and to sing of, at night when she is no more.
Her beauty isn't cold, it is so hot, only to be admired by the lowest forms -- humans. Only to be looked at, to love with a fierce desperation and to sing of, at night when she is no more.
