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Jan 2015
Let the first kiss be the first puff of cigarette
let the touch be like chasing smack
your bottle shaped body
you my ecstasy ,you my moon rock
feeling of **** smoke in my blood
time be slow
when u and many us surround me
my personal *******
my snowball my crack !!
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   GaryFairy, Jamie King and Ata
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