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doing just the body lips girl full of sits short skirt barely inches into smooth mile becomes hands neatly collapsed in perfect house of curled beauty from which twitch two spates of fragile wrist twist upon eery limb of excellent arm metting just clasp of shoulder under which fits over cleat of marble neck holding hover of heaven's strand: a face like she so April drunk inside with flowers Spring and everywhere (constantly) MUSiC
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 8:40 PM UTC
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doing just the body lips girl full of sits short skirt barely inches into smooth mile becomes hands neatly collapsed in perfect house of curled beauty from which twitch two spates of fragile wrist twist upon eery limb of excellent arm metting just clasp of shoulder under which fits over cleat of marble neck holding hover of heaven's strand: a face like she so April drunk inside with flowers Spring and everywhere (constantly) MUSiC
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 8:40 PM UTC
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