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My boy cinnamon, He is Aromatic An Asian beauty that tingles the senses inside and out A wondrous being that fills my life with such flavour that I wonder how I had not noticed how bland it was before Cinnamon I may not have tasted you nor felt you yet between my fingers But you are still mine and always will be, my boy cinnamon
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Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
My boy cinammon
My boy cinnamon, He is Aromatic An Asian beauty that tingles the senses inside and out A wondrous being that fills my life with such flavour that I wonder how I had not noticed how bland it was before Cinnamon I may not have tasted you nor felt you yet between my fingers But you are still mine and always will be, my boy cinnamon
heliza-rose
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Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
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