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Nov 2017
My mind is racing as i sit,
wind is messing my hair around,
i wish i knew about your fingertips,
how then feel on my mouth.

my hair is red like a sun,
that dives right into the sea,
i want to show some good time,
i want to drown you inside me.
lavendersky
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lavendersky  20/F
(20/F)   
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     Jules, Cné, --- and Elizabeth Squires
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