Sk8er Gurl's
Vague the season and nearly two years past; doors from hinges, as pages turning...
Fast asleep within a nighttime summer's dream; standing outside this, the window
Gazing quietly through its glass into a room filled with lovely ladies and they alone
Beautiful women, which I had never beheld nor known; out of nowhere a moment
Dressed amid bedrooms attire and things seemed quite intimate; my heart racing...
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..."Sk8er Gurl's" *
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