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Jul 2015
In, out. In, out
                      Finger after finger
            Wet, moist, touching themselves
                              Salty taste
                         What's the haste
                     At the holy water font.
                        
                                     (Breezy)
Breezy Willow
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Breezy Willow  Donegal, Ireland
(Donegal, Ireland)   
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