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my face is lit like art on a wall but I am not whats on display a light is where the focus lays with its seductive glow and come-hither call you cant help but follow its way    my first trip down this carnal course I felt a spark ignite my heart and a hole I never knew existed now pumped with fire as my soul lifted
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 2:40 AM UTC
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my face is lit like art on a wall but I am not whats on display a light is where the focus lays with its seductive glow and come-hither call you cant help but follow its way    my first trip down this carnal course I felt a spark ignite my heart and a hole I never knew existed now pumped with fire as my soul lifted
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 2:40 AM UTC
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