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your face screams flights of a dozen ships your milky smooth skin, flower tulips in the spring your lips are archers,makes a woman fling to your right upper lip the beauty mark doubtfully seen on a guy. my thoughts have sprain my mattress being funny and acting out a scene in which i jump to your arms you dip me in the depths of the air and call it a scene.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
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your face screams flights of a dozen ships your milky smooth skin, flower tulips in the spring your lips are archers,makes a woman fling to your right upper lip the beauty mark doubtfully seen on a guy. my thoughts have sprain my mattress being funny and acting out a scene in which i jump to your arms you dip me in the depths of the air and call it a scene.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
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