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Powder Blue fantasy
fantasy, ecstasy.... how I'd like to let go;
how I'd like to feel free; how I'd like to feel her
soft smooth skin up agaisnt me; those hypnotic eyes housing a solid
well structured temple....
she reaches for me, and grabs my attention on command;
so much that I don't wanna go home, unless she's one's company; she understands the suffering of a man who's truly beyond lonely;
priceless is her name, and pleasure is her arts and craft....
nothing else manners....
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