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I was supposed to tell you about the point of departurewith the aim of a drunken archer I will probably straybut you can see in her bold eyebrowyou can see in that fancy cupthat even her freakish nipples are a kimbono doubt she is a doubting womanno doubt she is a doubting womanthere's a little matter of the bathing beautyshe's such a little cutie but she's shyshe has a special sponge that is optionalto hide her painterly nipples from our eyeno doubt they are, doubting womenno doubt they are, doubting women
I was supposed to tell you about the case of a cultit's called the cult of inspiration and it is rewardingyou can be filled with the tingle of euphoriaof total animation and of wonderno doubt we love the doubting womanno doubt we love the doubting womanthe doubting woman ...
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