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Jul 2017
Taste me with your lips
Hear me as I am
Hold me with my passions
Never feel me as undone
Wild women grown from the depths of earth the howl of sweet savage air and fiery flames of sun
So make me moan with pleasure on wings of ecstasy
Or run far away as I fly to where true natures heart calls destined home to be
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
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Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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