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Mar 2021
I want you so bad and you will never get it, and maybe neither will I but god,
I want to touch you in a way nobody ever has before, want my hands to worship you as if you were my own creation,
God made you soft and I thank Him for it
But your skin calls for mine and I,
I know you hear it too.
yann
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yann  24/Genderqueer/France
(24/Genderqueer/France)   
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