Faire de beaux rêves la nuit mon lapin The violets dominate the white sheet, where I write my dreams ...Full of joy and the vanilla flower forms stars. A sweet little bunny walks on two legs and little steps in the green grass shines and I can smell her- light hair is the essence of pure beeswax, the brightness and the color of wheat light in the field, the body with talc and peach skin her smile petal of lily of the valley and heart of sunflower... What a longevity of laughter, miss and its sound with the voice of sweet life and kisses of perfumed dark currant- Miss...little miss with blue eyes and sky Lilac, I always want you to hear your smile, nymph of the day, angel of the night, sweet palms of the hands with the fingers of Daffodil.- Tell me,with your eyes stories of magical and distant tenderness, use the comb of your voice and look out the window at night, sleep and laugh decorating the day with cloud scarves quilted, with the sweet creatures and enigmatic Teddy bears and strings harp with the sound candy Miu Miu Miu....
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