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Jan 2018
in an hurry
her mind always busy
blowing through
the
leaves
on our trees
she does me
as
we
please
they got so jealous smelling me
oh how she is and was scented
?











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and then there was us
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branded glaciers GE
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branded glaciers GE
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     okay honeys and Vanessa Gatley
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