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He love
to sip
her wet
to lip
a kiss and kiss
to hips
he starve to ***
and laugh
when miss
then love again
again and again
but not gain
her true love ........
Sun light at my balcony
listing symphony
wave hand in air
with damselfly
take a sip of tea
and still thinking
about dreaming
what happen
is it love
and she passed by...

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