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Jul 13
I don’t like the thought of being owned by a breathing soul that loves many souls, it’s temperamental when you want a moment with her she’s taken by dozens and you won’t know if not what comes out of her to you is genuine for she practices for her many other souls and you may still be your own.
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Innocentia Hlophe  N/A
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59
   Eryck
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