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Mosquitoes

I am not moved a mused neither have i an excuse to be confused.... Only filling my fuse. Patiently. Patient... i wait a client all this make-up but just ingredients the real me is a valiant. But tonight, i forward the seal of my appeal so if u can dare my plea have mercy ON MY meal. on my kneels i can feel love me, but do not rape... have me, without your blade. more: http://setlite.blogspot.com www.realmofrhymesandrythmes.com

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