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Jul 2010
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      m
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               e stunning river. mouth agape.
spectral honey. cleanly delicious wet. all quivering!
a 1,000 times lapping sickly sweet fork tongue:
(amongst the roots claim your hollow sanctity
  
               )
i am under your dampness, you roll splendidly on my hips;
            hot valley
carve a quiet scream in all the dainty ruckus. tickled
pink soft stream.                            i
       drown
                     in    
                              thee.
PK Wakefield
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