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Mar 25
Quench;
my thirst,
with your fine whine.
as we dance you,
Slow grind,
so fine.
Taking hits from HighNotes,
So I am high.
Taking our turns, taking our time.
Same statement, different state of mind.
Your feelings feeling fine
Your hands, touching mine;
Mind blowing sensations
exploring minds.
seek, and you will find;
******,
as we continue to climb,
To where forever,
Is only a matter of time.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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