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Slight of Hand

in her shower she showed me how a simple soaped soft hand can palm a naked body so no trap doors can be found yet while mesmerized by dance what are the chances that from out her underarm she smiles her smiling charm and says softly to me is this breathing seductively is this your card our card shall ever be if it is the Queen of Hearts

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