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Come to think of it, I've strung a string of selfish lovers, since the first lover to covet my heart. Enter the present, I'm of the morose understanding, the cutthroat waters of the waking world. . . Temper the mind to take, raze, and **** Take Take Take Temper the heart to quake. Quake Quake Quake at the fulfillment of practical demand. Quake Quake Quake on bended knee, in dream, for love for free.
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Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 12:56 AM UTC
The Sulfur Cross| 5. Quake (Triple)
Come to think of it, I've strung a string of selfish lovers, since the first lover to covet my heart. Enter the present, I'm of the morose understanding, the cutthroat waters of the waking world. . . Temper the mind to take, raze, and **** Take Take Take Temper the heart to quake. Quake Quake Quake at the fulfillment of practical demand. Quake Quake Quake on bended knee, in dream, for love for free.
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Nov 1, 2018 at 12:56 AM UTC
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