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Sep 2019
Burlesque woman your ballerina trinket twirl like a princess dressed in a ball alone with no hand family familiar pearls sitting most beautiful of crowds if only they could see what was behind them the singer sings the girl loves his songs she wallows, he dies ..beyond & beyond waiting until the day he could finally right me.
My red velvet
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SnowingOdin7  27/Two-Spirit/Melting Pot
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