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those long legs and hips to sink into blonde , college girl in my building sometimes , if i'm lucky , when i sit down to eat some rice i catch a glimpse of her starting her run across the street from my balcony those three seconds are sometimes the best part of my day i'm embarrassed to admit it but the other day i took my time eating my rice , hoping to see her again for a few seconds at the end of her run i waited and the sun went down slowly through orange and crimson and purple and indigo until there was only broth left in my bowl and not a long blonde miracle in sight
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Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 6:54 PM UTC
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those long legs and hips to sink into blonde , college girl in my building sometimes , if i'm lucky , when i sit down to eat some rice i catch a glimpse of her starting her run across the street from my balcony those three seconds are sometimes the best part of my day i'm embarrassed to admit it but the other day i took my time eating my rice , hoping to see her again for a few seconds at the end of her run i waited and the sun went down slowly through orange and crimson and purple and indigo until there was only broth left in my bowl and not a long blonde miracle in sight
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Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 6:54 PM UTC
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