My Childhood Friend, Who’s Totally out of My League, for Some Reason Started Using a Hypnosis App on Me? - Chapter 38
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Click HereSo this chapter is empty and the author instead writes a poem.
Listen, young ones, for you are not permitted to hear the Nocturne.
Wait until the stars cycle, the saplings grow, and the night falls.
Yet, I shall sing—of the melody leaking from behind the veil of night.
Ah, what is this.
The pitiful lamb is cornered by the lioness and is trembling.
Is he trembling from fear?
Nay, nay; it is fear, and it is rapture.
Even the meat being devoured possesses pride.
With clenched fists, raised chin, and leaking groans, he faced her.
The lioness ravaged the flesh as if adoring it,
and adored it as if ravaging it.
The adored flesh trembled with pleasure.
The lioness’s mouth melted the flesh’s stubbornness,
and before long, caused a white flower to bloom.
The white flower bloomed and scattered,
scattered and bloomed.
Youth was celebrated.
The veil of night conceals all.
Both youth and passion.
However, the red flower has not yet bloomed.
The empty bed sings no song.
Ah, strumming the guitar to the melody of the night.
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