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Oct 2015
When I let him in my ample ****** heaven we had no beginning and no end. In secret touch bonding our mirror hearts we belonged to timlessness created for us to cover our bodies with tears of eternal longing. All around us were dancing good spirits and angels effusing a taste of roses in our mouths, opening windows of forgotten galaxies. He knew he can travel on moon only testing her sacrosanct body and soul. She felt next to him asabsolute, unlimited perfection.
Liliana Jaworska
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