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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
Very other-worldly, and like a crazy metal skypool in the sky! Cool.
ReplyDeletelots of fun shots to be had at the now shuttered SC Beach Boardwalk. Closed for the season. And I picked up dinner at the NEW Staff of Life. I told the kids I went to the co-op and they couldn't figure out where the hell I'd been. We figured it out. It's plush.
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