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Haven't met for a while, Still can't think the spark has gone, Is it only me or, She also feels it on her own. Tickling my mind and *** Can't really answer this at all, For that I need to ask, But why it has to me at every fall. Can't she do it as well, If not as a lover than a friend, It really makes me wonder, Were we a thing or just empty hall. Feel bad as a room filled with holes, Cheese does taste good but have many holes.
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Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 11:04 AM UTC
Cheese hole
Haven't met for a while, Still can't think the spark has gone, Is it only me or, She also feels it on her own. Tickling my mind and *** Can't really answer this at all, For that I need to ask, But why it has to me at every fall. Can't she do it as well, If not as a lover than a friend, It really makes me wonder, Were we a thing or just empty hall. Feel bad as a room filled with holes, Cheese does taste good but have many holes.
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Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 11:04 AM UTC
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