"The wind has drifted our body,
Sweet touches felt like honey,
You and I are catastrophes,
Together, we make remedy."
—WK
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"The wind has drifted our body,
Sweet touches felt like honey,
You and I are catastrophes,
Together, we make remedy."
—WK
