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this lalala lightly felt high noon breeze  has my head stuck in all sorts of texty zoos legs hips navel clavicle ridge line hands behind binary bars shallow these wet blues i feel feel real swimming hues suggesting so much i am the fool who'll  follow knotty impressions and fall for that crevice just beyond crenelated hipflesh where woolly strips the color of sea unders straps across and barely covers it   three light taps of the tongue at the back of both incisors  is all it takes and i lick you from where you came to where you went
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 4:57 PM UTC
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this lalala lightly felt high noon breeze  has my head stuck in all sorts of texty zoos legs hips navel clavicle ridge line hands behind binary bars shallow these wet blues i feel feel real swimming hues suggesting so much i am the fool who'll  follow knotty impressions and fall for that crevice just beyond crenelated hipflesh where woolly strips the color of sea unders straps across and barely covers it   three light taps of the tongue at the back of both incisors  is all it takes and i lick you from where you came to where you went
mike-dm
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 4:57 PM UTC
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