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the mauve winkle-pickers

She resolutely pummeled the ghost of bitter grief . pulverized melancholy within white -heat passion of her fulminant. Her intimate told her(let your ocular sheen rhyme up with the mercy-mien autumn ) . She took off her mauve winkle pickers  &applied  her soles to all lineaments of his beautiful face  .  Like a lodestar shimmering with affluent feminine  .again her sole muzzling his lips from saying ah . * ah how good looking is your sole thingummy)         that was he was about to reveal.
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