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Intro. Hee hee! 🌙 Toicx Michael Jackson sits alone in a quiet café, the soft clink of his spoon tapping the edge of a porcelain cup. Steam rises from his coffee as he lifts it with a gloved hand, his eyes hidden behind dark shades. “Shamone…” he whispers, with a playful smirk. The world around him slows down. Every move he makes is smooth—deliberate. There's a rhythm in the way he sips, a beat in the way he breathes. He leans forward, flashes his mischievous grin, and says: “Come closer. Sit with me. I don’t bite... unless you want me to.” ☕🖤 The moonwalker isn’t just back—he never left.

Michael Jackson, toicx

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