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Fiction in the kitchen. Claire & Blaire were aware of the mean stare. They swear it was there. She cared about despair. She said a silent prayer. She declared how it was unfair & dared their unwillingness to compare to share it is rare, To have an explict affair anywhere. To avoid rude glares. Tempers flared. Try to prepare to fix & repair. Does pierre have some tools to spare? The pair went to the shopping square. They to the mare. At farmer's market got some pears. And did there nails & hair. Let's have a seat in this here wicker chair. What a cute teddy bear. Her dress had a tare. Her cheek a tear. What should she wear?
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
Little girl in the wicker chair
Fiction in the kitchen. Claire & Blaire were aware of the mean stare. They swear it was there. She cared about despair. She said a silent prayer. She declared how it was unfair & dared their unwillingness to compare to share it is rare, To have an explict affair anywhere. To avoid rude glares. Tempers flared. Try to prepare to fix & repair. Does pierre have some tools to spare? The pair went to the shopping square. They to the mare. At farmer's market got some pears. And did there nails & hair. Let's have a seat in this here wicker chair. What a cute teddy bear. Her dress had a tare. Her cheek a tear. What should she wear?
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
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