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What, what shall I do with you? My gipsy, my fix, my oyster, sea — only a few spiritual members gather in front of you, speechless: my eyes, lips, ***** hands… — And the heart, my love, where is the heart? Here and here, and there, my love, in every place that your lips touch. Amir Or from Let's speak you
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 4:11 PM UTC
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What, what shall I do with you? My gipsy, my fix, my oyster, sea — only a few spiritual members gather in front of you, speechless: my eyes, lips, ***** hands… — And the heart, my love, where is the heart? Here and here, and there, my love, in every place that your lips touch. Amir Or from Let's speak you
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 4:11 PM UTC
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