Sitting on the terrace,
Watching the stars,
Sipping on a glass of chilled rosé -
All of a sudden, I hear
A dandelion
sneeze
Onto a piece of blue cotton.
Watching the stars,
Sipping on a glass of chilled rosé -
All of a sudden, I hear
A dandelion
sneeze
Onto a piece of blue cotton.
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