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May 2016
Sweet surrender
Unbutton my shirt
Wash my breast with your sweat
Fiddle my ******* with your spit
Use your fingertips as hang gliders
Meet me under your sun
That way I know you are coming
Donna
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Donna  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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