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Apr 2015
She's got a pale face and perfect lips.
She's got mermaid hair and pretty hips.
I can only wish to look like this.

I'm held by too many restrictions.
She's able to feed your ambitions.
There's nothing of me you'll ever miss.
Shae Jean
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