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Apr 2020
Teeth that sit on her lower lip,
Dark sacs under her eyes,
Black ******* of yellowing *******,
A heavy set smile,
Slim short fingers,
Beautiful fragile feet,
A cup packed ***,
And tender patches.
The disappearing remains of a great battle won
Teary glazed eyes.
Just the way i like her.
I wouldn’t have known these if I didn’t try.
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Dexter Aondofaseer
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Dexter Aondofaseer  24/M/Saint Petersburg, Russia
(24/M/Saint Petersburg, Russia)   
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