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The Halos, Eve...

Eve... They say real angels don't have them Angles too have been known to kink some ;Down the Hall they say is more fun Telling tales till the dawn of the deads come. I'll put my wet blouse on the line Mended sleeve inside out on the vine Eve to morn' it'll wait for your sign... Turn it right by the Heart, to be mined; Snake, Got Your Tale...? ... Cat’s got my tongue… Dragon points tO.yOuR.ear… ”...nice ass you got tHere…” ;)~ HOLA! HALO!

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