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A mother's shrine of a body chastised for immortal capacities no man himself could ever bare. A breast of sustenance and stupefaction castigated to a parcel of mundane flesh. I am these atrocities for which your lack of appreciation have wrongly deemed. A victim of what the blind overlooked.
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Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
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A mother's shrine of a body chastised for immortal capacities no man himself could ever bare. A breast of sustenance and stupefaction castigated to a parcel of mundane flesh. I am these atrocities for which your lack of appreciation have wrongly deemed. A victim of what the blind overlooked.
stephanie-emily
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Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
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