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Now then class, I want you to express
your own concept of true beauty
through prose. Let me demonstrate. |
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He rose, slender as a Gypsum Branch... |
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Crimson lips parted, he whispered,
softly, words that flowed like
Melosian Honey... |
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His eyes, fierce Pione Stones, fixated
upon me... |
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Ahh... It's so beautiful... My heart...
I don't care if we're in class, this is
simply... |