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I could do tricks with those fingers balancing acts of precision breath was controlled for this moment. One false move, and that moment lost, sighs were heard, head shamefully hung. As I would have to start over once again. "OK fingers don't fail me now, I rotated getting a rhyme, I heard the excitement as she released her ecstasy on fingers. I was her fidget spinner, fingers fine tuned to do those tricks to make her world spin, she fidgeted in ecstasy.
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 5:55 AM UTC
Fidget Spinner
I could do tricks with those fingers balancing acts of precision breath was controlled for this moment. One false move, and that moment lost, sighs were heard, head shamefully hung. As I would have to start over once again. "OK fingers don't fail me now, I rotated getting a rhyme, I heard the excitement as she released her ecstasy on fingers. I was her fidget spinner, fingers fine tuned to do those tricks to make her world spin, she fidgeted in ecstasy.
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 5:55 AM UTC
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