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Kisses From a Religious Con-Man

a transcultural talented conman with red ruby lips, that could make any developed woman cry kisses that, more than could blow the mind payed for in Abrahamic religionist gold kissed me only to tear at my unknowing soul i (I) kissed a hired dick with no morality, to bee (be) in hand and he touched me like i was a new religious chocolate i kiss a handy con-man with skin as brown as tea he made me feel i could be beautify, black candy, appropriately me and i learned that the world will come at you with implied, dick in hand so i kissed a handy symbols of a devote man who was hired, to play me, like i was a American ethic vocation band!

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