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Mar 2015
Curvature,
The way my body blends, into a hour glass,
Long torso bleeding into wide hips,
I think I'm losing my ****.
Wide shoulders,
Almost nothing fits,
Madeysin
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Madeysin  Pa
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   ---, Arlo Disarray and effaced
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