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It was like the world’s first thunderstorm the rumbling began when our hands touched thunder, like the **** he is, pushed me to reach in for a kiss, and because of lightning’s true nature, he surprised me because you kissed back from that day on, I’ve always been hoping the rainbows never end
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Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 1:03 AM UTC
Here comes your man
It was like the world’s first thunderstorm the rumbling began when our hands touched thunder, like the **** he is, pushed me to reach in for a kiss, and because of lightning’s true nature, he surprised me because you kissed back from that day on, I’ve always been hoping the rainbows never end
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Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 1:03 AM UTC
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