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Aug 2019
Calling on Jesus...
Using the home phone...
Little hill of waters rolling from Olympus...
Trickle trickle..
I am will.. who's that at the door..
Frig !? Hello !! How are what we gave nature's greatest creation?
I miss myself. Young baby and I are challenging a 7 day trial. I hope we all make it. I love you.
Glowing winds of poets breathe make winds like magic with events of suspense like hair standing massive rounding ruled thoughts of illusion.
Conclusion.. I need a bullys forgiveness..
I never new I was that geeky I've needed a bit.
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SnowingOdin7  27/Two-Spirit/Melting Pot
(27/Two-Spirit/Melting Pot)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and Fawn
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