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My angel, who tasted those sweet feelings in her heart as lips merged with life, made me fall into endless desires,💛💖

A sweet mercy that awakens my soul every day, let my soul wash in your eyes. Love does not grow unless we are happy together.💖💖

our bare bed became the womb of the soul, we are the fate of souls trying to be born there, fate was only beauty,💖💖

The bodies rub against each other with this fire, the soul has regained its essence, little patience, the angel of the sky, the age of love is almost here.,💞💖💞💞💞

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