You are not like the others, boring and gray. You have a beautiful silhouette of a white birch. The sparks of your wine, young, sparkling. A trace of a bright comet on the air. You are a sunny bunny, from sunrise in July. The lullaby of a summer cricket. The sweet smell of fragrant quince. Its delicate color is of blue blue. Your lips are a pearly well. A swarm of fireflies circled his eyes. Born to be the muse of a skilled sculptor, your features are worthy of a chisel. Stay that way - bright, different. The white crow among the gray flocks. That's why I love you. You are all dressed in white feathers.
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Just unique! The best on this site!