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Her Name Is E...
A day without E is better off Breathless,
May my soul escape if my stream is empty.
Seek and find the girl named E,
packed with love she doesn't discriminate,
Her race is spectrum body tailored to your preference.
Undergo E she'll turn the toughest man empathetic.
Open your eyes wide as the sky,
Her love brings out a high unreal,
to experience one must be willing ...
Saturday 25th May 2019 9:21 am
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