Her body is sacred
to me
Her soul is the
same as me
Her mind is a
delicacy
(some kind of love
to set
that angel
free)
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About Me
- Andrew Sohan George
- "One can never drink too much strong coffee." I like; *70's records *those that shine from within *fast motorcycles *slow motorcycles *and the hyper-intelligent individual
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