Listen to the rain

Maybe the soul is the soil That holds the fallen seed Or the light rain pouring down In between the rain clouds. Daring life to reach Or maybe it’s the rings In the trunk of the tree A birthmark time will leave To measure the past. Compelled, driven to intense emotion Strong feelings, fervid and […]

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Keno Babes

Daddy it’s Girls night out perfecting their pout applying makeup liberally ready for a hunting spree skirts up above their knees tops cut low to tease giggles galore hoping to score men your in for a treat their looking good enough to eat Beware they may prettily behave but their out to enslave resistance is […]

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