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I lathered my hands gently, My skin drinks the lotion. Feeling rather useless after a "good **** Free from minuscule flaws, My rough nails distract you. I lose your interest, once again...
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
Skin.
I lathered my hands gently, My skin drinks the lotion. Feeling rather useless after a "good **** Free from minuscule flaws, My rough nails distract you. I lose your interest, once again...
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
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