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Feb 2022
you are so pathetic;

you cannot see your entrapment unless it is your predator's very teeth bared onto your skin


that is what she said to me as I kissed the flower's of my prisoned paradise.
Grace
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Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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         Eshwara Prasad, ---, Mel, Mrinal, Indeed and 12 others
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