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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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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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I sit here in Falls Church, Va., about 8 miles from the White House in DC. In 3 hours El Cheeto, Fuckface von Clownstick, will be swor...

Love this photo, Tara.
ReplyDeleteLove you, Robin.
DeleteThat's a remarkable photo, one to be very proud of.
ReplyDeletethank you, John. Amazing I got the shot while teetering atop a camel!
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