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Remembrance of things past Left to itself, goes to utter extremes. Is lasting love your ambition? Subtly blending rhythmic movements to sensuous ends. Then put away all pride. When everything is highlighted, nothing can stand out.

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Simba

28 / M / Zimbabwe

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Written by

Simba

28 / M / Zimbabwe

Published: Apr 20
LinesWords: 636

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