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Oct 2021
where does he go his lonely way, here she she lay, does it fanthom the pure hay
just a naughty gurl without a past and a little soar of park

sufi el que miente de la ordinaria idea de un narauelogo
el que se somete a lucidez el arlededor de un ojo, que ves el hombre

pude decidir que el orden de la magia le pone lo malo a lo bueno

fuera la miresa de lo apologetico
jiji kola
LBG
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LBG  39/M/Brooklyn
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