| Well, the pedobear photoshop and the Chutlu photoshop was funny. But please do help me with this one.
I am from Romania, and thus the poem is in Romanian. As all poems are, all the beauty is lost in translation, but i will try my best.
In the beginning was the Kiss
And it was resting on your lips
Laid down on mine, it blessed the sky
And the entire world was born
Out of the kiss that had us intertwined.
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Warrior of Semantic Justice
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