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Mama loves me, she told me don’t you worry son/sun, there’s enough space inside the solar system. You’re claustrophobic ? The key to the power is knowledge and honesty you better listen, am I the lock smith ? In fact, I’m the mother of your nature. The incubator of your being. All the lessons that I’ve taught you, sometimes I feel like your employer for all the attention that I’ve  paid you. Are you hungry? I might just extract my lioness, what’s the intension? Just to feed males, am I a female ? Analyze natures anatomy to conjure up those details.
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Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
Mama
Mama loves me, she told me don’t you worry son/sun, there’s enough space inside the solar system. You’re claustrophobic ? The key to the power is knowledge and honesty you better listen, am I the lock smith ? In fact, I’m the mother of your nature. The incubator of your being. All the lessons that I’ve taught you, sometimes I feel like your employer for all the attention that I’ve  paid you. Are you hungry? I might just extract my lioness, what’s the intension? Just to feed males, am I a female ? Analyze natures anatomy to conjure up those details.
ariel-wadyese
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19/M/Canada, Winnipeg, MB
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
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