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That face how it shines seeking to be closer to those fingers that caress softly spoken words that call the divine. So precious all knowing pet lovely creature that hums such purpose becomes that closeness in your eyes you think me God.
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Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 9:46 PM UTC
Mutual possession
That face how it shines seeking to be closer to those fingers that caress softly spoken words that call the divine. So precious all knowing pet lovely creature that hums such purpose becomes that closeness in your eyes you think me God.
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Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 9:46 PM UTC
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