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When You Say Vagina You Mean, 'Vulva'

THE little tree is life the mouths of first born man and woman say: "I don't care -- I(can't )won't so go away go away --> so i am he has you are we and we are together: see how they run from spirit -->so we die. Sitting upon a rock with burning sun in a smiling walrus face and so pretty are the Souls ; crying. Pulled up to a TigerMart searching cigarettes and black tongue tar pit lips: Left my .357 inside my Mind and asked for Silver label. Don't walk upon my Soul ***** so self-assured: i am one man who has gone his own way IF a lifetime is lonely but without freeze-brain stupid flesh knees: "yes, yes, yes, oooooh yes" I wasn't once convinced: the vagina must be slain. Must be bled once and for all. :: 11-04-2017 ::

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