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Feb 2015
Night rhymes commit
mind crimes
with ah spiced line, and some white wine, like its prime time,
to slam dunk a ***** off your bucket list
hittin 106
lookin sun-kissed
in Seattle's mist
catch me singein mah self
I'm in such crucial stealth
gotta prove your wealth when you're on this shelf
get him gushin in gravey like
I dare you to taste me...

No ***** ever replace me
Sofia Von
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Sofia Von  22/F/Seattle, WA
(22/F/Seattle, WA)   
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