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New years eve

It's been three years since the last time

Now you have long braids that touches

The perfect curve of your back and sometimes I imagine that God used his sharpest tool when he made you

 

The biggest mystery is that you understand me, and I you, our spirits or our past lives are somehow connected. Past loves that were sweer never measured, made love with them then thought about calling you

 

That nose ring and the gold on the sweet blackberries of your chest makes you royalty.

but why do I see you beside me in my dreams?

Forget it, let's just enjoy this new years eve

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michael-chandler-1
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Jan 26, 2015
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