I have a strange, incomprehensible and wonderful blush, which many people envy and even death wants to imitate. There is someone who chases me and who can never reach me, he calls me with passion. And I say without saying : One more day, perhaps. I have the power, the fortune, that they all fall in love with me, with my charm and my plenitude, and I have the blush that the white rose copies.
Since I am: The Moonlight
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