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WAVA clouds gather as we gather cloudberries the hidden secret precious patches of fruit my wife smiles ripens to my touch
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 4:25 PM UTC
WAVA
WAVA clouds gather as we gather cloudberries the hidden secret precious patches of fruit my wife smiles ripens to my touch
Wava is the Finish for baby.
donall-dempsey
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 4:25 PM UTC
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