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Yes! My Master She Is Called Little Shorty by some five feet and all taller in high heel shoes. beautifully wonderfully  made by God!
 Listen the soul speaks  remember she is born emotional in destiny and intent moves this Grace.
So many knows her as forbidden.

She is in love with love! Caress the inner core if you can or remember the words from all realms old and beyond forbiidden access to her time will happen.
She loves reality  and really loves mysteries in veil of joy on earth as it is in heaven prepard tables for fools that never understand or undrstood....


 She is always fair to her enemy we feels she gives to much to know the truth of others because  she will die too! But everlasting life she knew and know before me.
She move with the light bright and touchable than not.


 And when her foes come to eat up her flesh she wepts or weep just like Jesus did.
She moves wih an army of command waiting .She is flesh I am not!
Rosea are red still violets are blue We say who dare too
She walk not seeing until she has too.
Oh oh-- We are soulsl she shut me up so talk later bye- bye my loves
What is soul to soul my soul mates around the world all we can say is flesh is wow somehind else lol.

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