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What a blessing to love no one, feel nothing, be no one, yet love life for the wicked mistress she is, feel in a second the infinity of pleasure, be like the Earth, the soil, and everything on it, all part of your broken bleeding beating heart.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
Bless
What a blessing to love no one, feel nothing, be no one, yet love life for the wicked mistress she is, feel in a second the infinity of pleasure, be like the Earth, the soil, and everything on it, all part of your broken bleeding beating heart.
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23/M/Romania
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
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