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Mar 2021
666 the devil and his mistress
with no witness they run

away from her mother and brother whos a hunter
with wonders how this all begun.  

The mistress so delicate, fragile, and weak
the devil was so dazed by her, he couldn't even speak

"It's been an hour" she cries, and my legs are getting sore
The devil nodded and yawned, both dropping on the flowered floor.

999 the devil's mistress is so fine, and he's very glad to call her mine.
Avah-Marie
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Avah-Marie  16/F/Canada
(16/F/Canada)   
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   Imran Islam
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