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Two wide open arms phrygian, pumping with generous excitement preparing food or pouring water I am a stray licking at puddles blowing past the frigid opening hours of anabolic windows drafting out the nutty smoke of tobacco bleeding out into the air I say that I like, enjoy being cold I prefer it and San Fransisco is far, but I’d love to go me and my wet, refrigerated soul.
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Jan 8, 2025
Jan 8, 2025 at 4:53 PM UTC
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Two wide open arms phrygian, pumping with generous excitement preparing food or pouring water I am a stray licking at puddles blowing past the frigid opening hours of anabolic windows drafting out the nutty smoke of tobacco bleeding out into the air I say that I like, enjoy being cold I prefer it and San Fransisco is far, but I’d love to go me and my wet, refrigerated soul.
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Jan 8, 2025
Jan 8, 2025 at 4:53 PM UTC
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