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Fun with Alliteration: 'F'

by iamerica

Feminine hands Fumbling Over the half-smoked bowl, the lighter - fft, fft, fft - and the flame. Unfamiliar maybe, to fast times. Fog around her Face And you can't even see that she's not so Fragile.
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