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Like lemonade, my insides are melting. Sweet and sour, love made on demand. Wasn’t long ‘til I started sweating. You had me in the palm of your hand.
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Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 8:48 AM UTC
Lemonade
Like lemonade, my insides are melting. Sweet and sour, love made on demand. Wasn’t long ‘til I started sweating. You had me in the palm of your hand.
I’ve possibly spilled, I’m sorry for the mess.
marietta-ginete
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Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 8:48 AM UTC
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