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Aug 2018
On Music and ***
Lost in the words, lost in the lyrics
our hips tied together in something so rhythmic.
The bass line hits, with grunts and moans,
we hope to continue, never leave this alone.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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