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Patent Oxford black and whites Sparkle like brilliant cut diamonds tonight Buttoned down ruby shirt well pressed without haste. A pocketed rose, stiff and ruffled like royal mace. My bunions basted with powder warm, Eyes watery like an onion farm. Her moco skin against glistening pearls, eyes of a cat Olive chiffon dress, tasseled tails, round feathered cap Madonna hair, glowing in pigtails like stew aroma of perfume, something new? My hands feel heavy, my heart is light Your hands are warmer than my pockets held tight Smile that light up a room, searching anti aircraft rays Tomato lips turn to me and says: "I feel like dancing"...………………...
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC
I feel like dancing
Patent Oxford black and whites Sparkle like brilliant cut diamonds tonight Buttoned down ruby shirt well pressed without haste. A pocketed rose, stiff and ruffled like royal mace. My bunions basted with powder warm, Eyes watery like an onion farm. Her moco skin against glistening pearls, eyes of a cat Olive chiffon dress, tasseled tails, round feathered cap Madonna hair, glowing in pigtails like stew aroma of perfume, something new? My hands feel heavy, my heart is light Your hands are warmer than my pockets held tight Smile that light up a room, searching anti aircraft rays Tomato lips turn to me and says: "I feel like dancing"...………………...
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC
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