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Austere, everywhere! only me for that I care In my dream, two apples fall from a tree, Roll down the hill next to me There I lay in foetal bliss, behold she comes to me The Goddess

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Nick-Moore

English

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Written by

Nick-Moore

English

Published: Feb 1, 2013
LinesWords: 1437

Notes: Wrote this one after reading an article about oral personalities and anal personalities.
Tags: #goddess

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