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He's cherry liqueur, keeps his cards face-down, sweet enough to be a sweet but still a little bit sour. Deep, dark thinker but not one to wear a frown and so he puts me in my place from the inside out.
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 3:54 AM UTC
sweet tooth
He's cherry liqueur, keeps his cards face-down, sweet enough to be a sweet but still a little bit sour. Deep, dark thinker but not one to wear a frown and so he puts me in my place from the inside out.
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 3:54 AM UTC
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