As you thrust a bare arm backward
And made play with your hair
And a comb a silly gilt comb
Ah, God—that I should suffer
Because of the way a little finger moved.
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...apa yang kita percaya sebenarnya tidak pernah ada...
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ckckck, lagi kasmaran nih tep? hihihi. traktir2 kalo sukses ya :D
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