Wildcat Voyeur01(2/7)

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I slowly climbed up to the attic of the 5th floor rooftop,

Another night.

The moon hides shyly in the clouds,

look inside,

In front of the unclosed window, I heard a coquettish voice coming from the back room,

The little wild cat said slowly:

Passing through the attic 6-5 hours,

Turning butterflies to find flowers, and perching grasses at night.

there is only one truth

bsp;I was already old.

half an hour.

I involuntarily approach the unclosed window,

The man 

Two upright naked whites,