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Aug 2014
here i am,
cold winter,
sunday morning...high.

my drugs.....
a predawn lovefest
lots of, little boy
giggling n' smiles
bannana berry pancakes,
made by my satisfied guy.
blucat purring at my feet.

and the sun,
lazily peeking in

god i love
the sunday morning high...
and no hangover neither....
betterdays
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betterdays  F/east coast australia
(F/east coast australia)   
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