The Parksolian child still moves like dappled light dancing through the trees, his movements innocent and unpolished. As though he were a leaf drifting in the wind, or a blade of grass newly sprouted from the earth, he moves to the most primal rhythm of life.
Elegant
186
Fresh
39
Sweet
70
Sexy
369
Cool
36
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