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Dec 2017
And there you go again
rendezvous with the wind
I try to anchor you
with my kisses
but they are not heavy enough
to weigh you down
flighty fool
those shiny things won't
bring you peace of mind
but convene with me
then you shall know
what the breeze was really
meant for...
The breeze is meant for hot passionate things...
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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