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Jun 2016
Now my dear you have me vexed.
You keep my thoughts perplexed.
All my mental mussels are flexed.

Are you a succubus,
Here to leave me under duress?
Ah but I'm left breathless.

Your passion is well ment.
Neither of us relent,
But lost in my lust I must repent.
Hunter Pennington
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Hunter Pennington  Amarillo
(Amarillo)   
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