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A soft compression to the chest Marinates the muscles of the breast Of flesh and blood hearts are brazen Flush of oxytocin--abrazan. O tender heart that teeth console Stab a fork and set it free Savor the faint beat of dole Soak in spirits--purity. Return, the warmth lingering, This conductor's menagerie Into the grounding state again For a woman to hold is dame.
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Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC
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A soft compression to the chest Marinates the muscles of the breast Of flesh and blood hearts are brazen Flush of oxytocin--abrazan. O tender heart that teeth console Stab a fork and set it free Savor the faint beat of dole Soak in spirits--purity. Return, the warmth lingering, This conductor's menagerie Into the grounding state again For a woman to hold is dame.
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Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC
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