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Apr 2013
The smell of your soft skin close to mine.  
The taste of your pink lips.    
My soul is for you to keep.
Close.
To you.
The sparkle in your hazel eyes it's what keep the fireworks alive you're my fourth of July .
Susana
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Susana  21/F/NJ
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