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unhindered by the sated flesh

of summer, she rolls a pearly song around her stones

and rattles it up, into the bared crowns. πŸ™ŒπŸΌπŸ™ŒπŸΌπŸ™ŒπŸΌπŸ™ŒπŸΌπŸ™ŒπŸΌπŸ™ŒπŸΌπŸ™ŒπŸΌ

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Thank you!

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Bloody lovely, thank you, a fine frosted dark invitation for the north I miss right now! See you out there x

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Thank you mate!

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