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a work in progress, she calls herself

by @nat-lipstadt

~for she who knows whom I mean~ do not beg to differ just do she is progressing true, but the process is foretold three generations of tracks the line is map drawn she and the generations before and the generations to follow are a work in process the process is forever foretold the genes are in control*** do you ken the difference? do you ken the compliment? and the complement...clear
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nat-lipstadt
99 / M / NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
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Written by
nat-lipstadt
99 / M / NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
Published
Sep 22, 2018
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1m
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mother daughter mother

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#progress#progressing#process#texas
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