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Mar 2015
You sat in front of her,as if you're nervous,with shimmering hands,you move slowly and behaves as kin as possible,you dont breath that hard and not that fast as well,now she dropped  you felt  nervous as hell now she slowly explains it to you from left to right and back,at the same time full of tracks.Now as you memorize the pattern you get confident and eager to listen how she details and show step by step.To the point where you get sick of it or rather scared.
You just cant enough feeling.STOP
Lord Daryll Angeles
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