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Pain is the purest form of pleasure She's the source of mine. But I await her, patiently... Like a sailers lover awaits a bottle message by the sea shore.. Not knowing whether the winds and tides were kind or not
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Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
Love tests patience
Pain is the purest form of pleasure She's the source of mine. But I await her, patiently... Like a sailers lover awaits a bottle message by the sea shore.. Not knowing whether the winds and tides were kind or not
#love#patient#loyalty#faithful#heart#kiss#fear#hunger#o
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eric-angels
M/Kenya
Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
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