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• • *an entrancing sleepy red my murky lovely lagoon zygotic dreams of joy and bed in rapture oxygenated and well fed uploaded to this plane; this earth, this sky, and moon... such comfort in these places the nascent beings feel toward the warmth they turn their faces and their host has sweeping graces as incipient ones grow, and bruise, and heal* • •
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
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• • *an entrancing sleepy red my murky lovely lagoon zygotic dreams of joy and bed in rapture oxygenated and well fed uploaded to this plane; this earth, this sky, and moon... such comfort in these places the nascent beings feel toward the warmth they turn their faces and their host has sweeping graces as incipient ones grow, and bruise, and heal* • •
Brotherjimmy
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
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