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do you hear like ringing of still bells sound like precious silver clinging to the flush of a cheek The soft sobs of her soul when you berate her her whisper but warm breath on your neck exhale birthing desire “   no   “ Have your way Have her sorrow Shyness? oh dear. you are mortally worn by morning
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Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
listen well.
do you hear like ringing of still bells sound like precious silver clinging to the flush of a cheek The soft sobs of her soul when you berate her her whisper but warm breath on your neck exhale birthing desire “   no   “ Have your way Have her sorrow Shyness? oh dear. you are mortally worn by morning
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Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
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