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Of all of the times I've seen your smile. Not once was your beauty in shackles. Or made of false paints. You awake from slumber of knights of dreams. Now voting on which team you will leave. Your body is awesome, your hair un tangled your skin luxurious. Gregarious, your style to life is going places of ancient times. Loving life and meeting new out comes.
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Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 5:41 AM UTC
A face pure
Of all of the times I've seen your smile. Not once was your beauty in shackles. Or made of false paints. You awake from slumber of knights of dreams. Now voting on which team you will leave. Your body is awesome, your hair un tangled your skin luxurious. Gregarious, your style to life is going places of ancient times. Loving life and meeting new out comes.
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Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 5:41 AM UTC
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