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Oct 2014
There skin is soft as it is plush,

the shade of pink

when I make them blush.

They giggle and smile

when I touch there hand.


Oh how I love,

the way the fall for me...

with such grace.
Nameless
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Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
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