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Oct 2012
flow with me, feel. the breeze between thighs.
row the boat. amongst crashing tides and, waves
beautiful waves of flesh. warm. not opened.
accepting? punctuation not deserving.
worth all the work. however; not. the. serving.
Kara Goss
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Kara Goss  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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