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There's not a sun that rises by That dulls her opulence For every day my heart beats on I fancy I'm her prince My ardent lust may never cease Mind, heart and soul know this Black rolling waves with curves so soft Sign in winter solstice Indigenous blood with values true Her traits my soul extols With duties carried both out and in She stands firm heart, firm soled Soiled sanctity is not my wish For once, and just this once Entombed in full by your embrace Your enraptured, enamored dunce
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May 2, 2023
May 2, 2023 at 2:43 AM UTC
La Chanson du Fou
There's not a sun that rises by That dulls her opulence For every day my heart beats on I fancy I'm her prince My ardent lust may never cease Mind, heart and soul know this Black rolling waves with curves so soft Sign in winter solstice Indigenous blood with values true Her traits my soul extols With duties carried both out and in She stands firm heart, firm soled Soiled sanctity is not my wish For once, and just this once Entombed in full by your embrace Your enraptured, enamored dunce
emilio-valdez
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May 2, 2023
May 2, 2023 at 2:43 AM UTC
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