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Feb 2016
I woke this morning with you on my mind, truth is its déjà vu every time,
me imagining grasping your soft  thighs as my insatiable appetite pleads for your subtle lips and beautiful Brown eyes, an alluring vision, passionate bliss consuming every fragment of my mind.
Max Gleiberman
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Max Gleiberman  seattle
(seattle)   
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