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& what are you? you; are the naked saturday sweaty hills neatly on your skin. thou art: the rain damply kissing a thousand times my neck. you are the supple stocks the roots ; the petals you are a fountain of stunning music lashing crimson fists on my and you are a flock of muscles rightly. or you are the splinter of *** in a nocturne moon plated demurely akimbo. you are thee. you are the contraction of my fibers in the ecstasy of wet summer lips) the crescent of heaven and you are eht . fragility of life in a manifesto of pleasure. are you are the lucid abstraction of beauty. aphrodite Fleshed in the sinew of reality. cambered in the pasture my hands. you are YoU arE. m I n E
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Jul 3, 2010
Jul 3, 2010 at 2:52 PM UTC
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& what are you? you; are the naked saturday sweaty hills neatly on your skin. thou art: the rain damply kissing a thousand times my neck. you are the supple stocks the roots ; the petals you are a fountain of stunning music lashing crimson fists on my and you are a flock of muscles rightly. or you are the splinter of *** in a nocturne moon plated demurely akimbo. you are thee. you are the contraction of my fibers in the ecstasy of wet summer lips) the crescent of heaven and you are eht . fragility of life in a manifesto of pleasure. are you are the lucid abstraction of beauty. aphrodite Fleshed in the sinew of reality. cambered in the pasture my hands. you are YoU arE. m I n E
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Jul 3, 2010 at 2:52 PM UTC
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