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Jan 2019
He has always cherished the fruit
The fruit he has sworn in his dreams
He must lick
he must taste

House visit rolled in
Her beautiful sandals brought in
Door chained to the walls

Hands on breast
Hands on skirt
Fruit tasted
Done and dusted

She suffers stroke today!
Her tongue struck with stroke
Her silence inhales peace
So... she keeps breathing
After she gets *****.. She chooses to inhale peace by keeping silent.. Telling no one about it
Fortune maine
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Fortune maine  M/Nigeria
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