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Hand Gloves

Hand Gloves

The winter fatty hand gloves are 
helpless to 
stop inhaling the 
bits of 
fluff and 
my pills my 
doctor gave me on 
the 
bedroom carpet.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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