Clodovea
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Sometimes I think it was the moon that gave birth to me between spasms of pale thighs wisely spread out among the stars right above. So hung over a David Bowie concert she opened and dropped…
Sometimes I think it was the moon that gave birth to me between spasms of pale thighs wisely spread out among the stars right above. So hung over a David Bowie concert she opened and dropped…