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She smelled of burned skin and sunscreen And as I watched every grain of sand Find its way past Endless legs and golden hair I couldn't help myself but wonder If her lips would taste like seasalt With a touch of honey ***
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
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She smelled of burned skin and sunscreen And as I watched every grain of sand Find its way past Endless legs and golden hair I couldn't help myself but wonder If her lips would taste like seasalt With a touch of honey ***
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
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