And the girl...don't you forget the girl, THAT girl, you know! A wild flower flaming from a gently heart. Eyes so big they could contain a ocean of emotion: joy, anger, generosity, frailty, love and hate. Mirrors of the soul so limpid that you could drown into them my friend! A face mounted by a sharp rocky nose, well at his place. And a mouth! And her lips! Like a sleeping volcano; warmth from the latent terror of a tender redness. Even capable of unleashing thunder, melting rock and fire! A soul forged somewhere else, indeed, where only a few can visit, even less been born. So, yeah, great picture I say!
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