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Infinite cuddle…deep intrusion

…peony-love on the Mid-Galaxy, down on The Path, down in the bazaar…infinite desire, infinite Love…crazy florals…The Sweet Unknown…contemplation…express landing…

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Because you finally “told” me something about you, my Love…I can call you impertinent Aussie, make a ton of jokes…

I love you…no more debates about perfumes…

My sweet, half-identified Aussie specie…I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back in the evening…at 8:30pm…infinite Love, infinite cuddle…lilies all over

Why I’m eating the sweet Aussie? The answer has deep metaphysical and philosophical implications, my Love…

That’s important to know, my Love…I want to know the origin of your impertinent, infinitely sweet sense of humour…

So your are an Aussie, my Love…half identified specie…infinite Love…Irish-Aussie, Scottish-Aussie, British-Aussie?

Infinite cuddle…deep intrusion

I’ll go swimming…

What’s in your mind, my Love?

My sweet, unidentified specie…I love you…will it be like this when we meet, my Love? You’ll show me the Big Hibiscus and then you run away?