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asked you have oh-opposite-of-summer for a story bout no guts n' no glory,
bout a match made on earth, here goes the tale of leo10-Summerr n' Basmati.

clicks n' drags including ether n' smoke Basmati came trotting,
translating his feelings for poetry keeping; he didn't just act, he was dancing.

like a bird of paradise would in search of those who match his type,
one after another he done-did even on the owner left-swipe!

'cause desi he desired but pahari he fell for,
and danced and danced until he could no more.

numerous a suggestion and bullied he was; even called out fo being naive,
from 8 humiliation to @britishlieutenant#0009 saying you must know when to stop dancing and just receive.

it came to a beautiful end because i sang her a song as a parting gift, https://discord.com/channels/491725174031384576/529992232619737108/1041737085062742047
letting her know via karaoke that i was done with her silence stinging n' that i had to split.

shortly after, came an adoption; ex-bff-Gucci verified and moral.
she took her chance and got addicted to Basmati oral.

but Basmati didn't choose her.
she blocked him in a spur.

Basmati kept his search alive and now all that's left of Summerr n'Basmati.
is like leo10 in her imagination, like an emote/jpg that never ages/dies.

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