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Bare buttocks in the berm free, peeing under my pants laying down on my side the world and I flatter grass everywhere, empty of chairs blue flashing light over the **** I think the sound to the condensation stripes My look jumps over the ditch, sees hided flowers, I hear beetles that I don't hear the grass colours my eyes it flies upon my tongue and lets me have a taste green with marigold and fresh *****
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Feb 16, 2022
Feb 16, 2022 at 3:09 AM UTC
Over the ditch
Bare buttocks in the berm free, peeing under my pants laying down on my side the world and I flatter grass everywhere, empty of chairs blue flashing light over the **** I think the sound to the condensation stripes My look jumps over the ditch, sees hided flowers, I hear beetles that I don't hear the grass colours my eyes it flies upon my tongue and lets me have a taste green with marigold and fresh *****
Collection "WoofWoof"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Feb 16, 2022
Feb 16, 2022 at 3:09 AM UTC
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