Hands to lips, hush-mode engaged,
Eyes eat stars in a glassy cage.
My breath tastes like jasmine rain,
Whole world blushin’—but I stay strange.
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Hands to lips, hush-mode engaged,
Eyes eat stars in a glassy cage.
My breath tastes like jasmine rain,
Whole world blushin’—but I stay strange.