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Jan 2021
kiss
lips sharp that cut deep,
within ones soul ,
the wounds of solaces
his words so spoken
softly with taste
of his kisses that
blades my emission
to the phrase of
his seduction ,
he prunes deep
Baby Dianah' Rose Richard
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Baby Dianah' Rose Richard  29/F/Brooklyn
(29/F/Brooklyn)   
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   Favonius
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