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Donuts (part one)

by roberta-day

So numb and heavy, eyelids flutter shut turmoil within my gut peach scented tea howling for me, wafting my way all thanks to you Breakfast is important that you've taught me; It vitalizes me, your       favorite kind of day thank you dear for coming my way I appreciate this sweet gesture, you are one too kind; won't you bring me donuts every day?           For you, I don't mind
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30 / F / American
For You?
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30 / F / American
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Jan 5, 2012
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