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Blush, red roses Tender milk in the bell-shaped body A bed of the flowers, her body is Each one falls on my face and senses Smother me in your sweet, suple aroma And at eruption All the beauty in the dance makes me implode Into the universe I go Into a thousand little stars I become I feel the lightning in my bones So engulfing, my rocket eyes take off Life bounces up all around my cranium I feel her eyes Rolling back as the sensation tends to pull them We are life A slice of The benevolent force
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Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 11:39 PM UTC
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Blush, red roses Tender milk in the bell-shaped body A bed of the flowers, her body is Each one falls on my face and senses Smother me in your sweet, suple aroma And at eruption All the beauty in the dance makes me implode Into the universe I go Into a thousand little stars I become I feel the lightning in my bones So engulfing, my rocket eyes take off Life bounces up all around my cranium I feel her eyes Rolling back as the sensation tends to pull them We are life A slice of The benevolent force
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Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 11:39 PM UTC
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