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I was told I had nice **** but they were a tad on the hairy side... A Woman can be so judgmental.. they aren't sagging, and yes I may be an A cup, but anything is more than a waste to my wife..
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Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 7:53 PM UTC
Man *****
Little earth is on the radar, under the starry net. Take a handful of soil, only gauging a star’s gait. Try once more can't do it without the star above, keeping a tab on the land, on every birth and trait.
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Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
Earth amid the Stars
She loves her. She loved her with little rays of sunshine and Pitter patter tears. Her love was like dew drops on grass blades on a misty morning. Like a butterfly loitering around a little girl. Like money on a starved beggars hand. It was a humane love built with illogical trust and belief. It was made of burnt bricks of built up grief and an exhaustion which comes from an eternal search for a handful of love. Her love was the size of her soul. It was next to everything she would own even after death. ~~~~~~~ Sunshine
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
Her love