Dear Diary,
Today I set my heart atop a vast canopy of a despicably delicious urge to send a virtual kiss byways of visual means and have my affections echoed in augmented reality through digital appliances, but the heart bloated with need and swilling with urges prudently gathered its missing beats and sang a lonesome docile tone.
Sighs.
Today I set my heart atop a vast canopy of a despicably delicious urge to send a virtual kiss byways of visual means and have my affections echoed in augmented reality through digital appliances, but the heart bloated with need and swilling with urges prudently gathered its missing beats and sang a lonesome docile tone.
Sighs.
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