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Sep 2018
Sometimes Mrs. Little bliss
Is all a mist
But Her love, is never amiss

And when I fall, because I miss
with tenderness she'll hold my wrist
Pulling me out from the abyss

Everytime she blows a kiss
I, myself could never resist
With just a touch of her lips, I'll have eternal bliss
J Vital
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J Vital  38/M/Canada
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