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Soft lips quiver and deliver to the air perfect gift the ring of smoke whose happiness unbound knows that she has touched your lips the circle takes and reminds us all of perfect symmetry as she spins and revolves piruetes and unfolds our eyes blink happy.
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Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012 at 8:02 AM UTC
Piruete
Soft lips quiver and deliver to the air perfect gift the ring of smoke whose happiness unbound knows that she has touched your lips the circle takes and reminds us all of perfect symmetry as she spins and revolves piruetes and unfolds our eyes blink happy.
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Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012 at 8:02 AM UTC
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