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Her Laces Shined

proud and beautiful she wish to model her self to show those who wanted to see yet some who saw these happening thought it wrong and gaudy the sights were for those who wished to sketch and paint some saw the person stood to fall and faint what curves are measure for him that she understands yet if he loves her how could he let her model for this man I speak in the compliment not to stand as a saint but to stand in mesmerizing glory and to watch these people paint

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Date: 8/10/2018 1:35:00 PM
THAT NASTY STRUMPET !
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