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does my bladder and dope my head and poetry my spirit love is my blood I recall being young and naive playing downstairs wih Cindy discovering How girls and boys have all different plumbing how girls are slightly ticklish and giggle how boys are supposed to make things happen How the encyclopedia had weird words, National Geographic posed Dark naked bodies in front of us, and feeling things in lower regions ( we in the basement, remember) had no answer in the dictionary. I remember positing with Cindy the many things in common to the Lincoln and Kennedy assassinations. And hiding our pants pulled down under a cover as my mom brought us dinner.
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC
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does my bladder and dope my head and poetry my spirit love is my blood I recall being young and naive playing downstairs wih Cindy discovering How girls and boys have all different plumbing how girls are slightly ticklish and giggle how boys are supposed to make things happen How the encyclopedia had weird words, National Geographic posed Dark naked bodies in front of us, and feeling things in lower regions ( we in the basement, remember) had no answer in the dictionary. I remember positing with Cindy the many things in common to the Lincoln and Kennedy assassinations. And hiding our pants pulled down under a cover as my mom brought us dinner.
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