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Miller Moth Promises were made that dress of yours yellow as a Miller moth batting about the bulb of a painted porch light yearning on hanger to caress a slope of shoulder ride a swell of hip bell the well-turned ankle. Pleat and dart pooled about first one foot then the other rose to lip a halting smile of neckline assumed an aspect of sail gathered wind sung vows in the rigging where I madly batted drawn, ensnared.
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:47 AM UTC
Miller Moth
Miller Moth Promises were made that dress of yours yellow as a Miller moth batting about the bulb of a painted porch light yearning on hanger to caress a slope of shoulder ride a swell of hip bell the well-turned ankle. Pleat and dart pooled about first one foot then the other rose to lip a halting smile of neckline assumed an aspect of sail gathered wind sung vows in the rigging where I madly batted drawn, ensnared.
dave-hardin
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:47 AM UTC
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