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muse bait

muse bait bent hook lapping tongues water bowls grief hug me tighter noose why leaves questioning who never knew who to ask what went the wrong way lost where is still asking how 7 ate 9 when left blood marks on her panties how ranting panting panthers oh all love me cancers fish bones in applesauce was never on learning to get off got off at excess none to offer me lacking is hypothetically sunshiny day all bets are off as the cobwebs are walked woman sang along while men gawked underestimated the size of the fish kisses best wishes always to late changing muse bait ?

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