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The arid mind Contemplating northern hemispheres. I born of iron A nomadic pastoralist lingering within small towns. Barefoot Walking along the Arabian peninsula, trapped, tawny, weakend. I’d like new material New expressions and old smiles, Fresh movements, and subtle gestures.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
A mile
The arid mind Contemplating northern hemispheres. I born of iron A nomadic pastoralist lingering within small towns. Barefoot Walking along the Arabian peninsula, trapped, tawny, weakend. I’d like new material New expressions and old smiles, Fresh movements, and subtle gestures.
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28/M/hudson nh
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
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