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Your sweet whispers, Imprinted on my skin; Soft warmth from a thousand suns, it tempts me into innocent sin.
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
10/10/18
Your sweet whispers, Imprinted on my skin; Soft warmth from a thousand suns, it tempts me into innocent sin.
jmochoa
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jmochoa
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
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