Salah r4-Officiel mek

What's up Salah R4? The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. I keep searching for you between the cushions. The elves that play in the toasters wash their drum sticks in honey and sing strikingly colored anthems in perfect harmonious pleasure. Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles.

Salam frère, bon taf!
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