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Sep 22
when I think of you
the skies between my thighs turn all shades of pink and blue
and then my heart begins and starts
god, I don’t know, what do I do?
till all my guards and well-kept parts
melt right into your skin and through
vyvyenne
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vyvyenne  22/F/germany
(22/F/germany)   
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