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I picked the most appetizing flowers from these gardens. I know of virgin thighs. Anointed in your sweat. Sat them in a glass. And took the bench between

I picked the most appetizing flowers from these gardens. I know of virgin thighs. Anointed in your sweat. Sat them in a glass. And took the bench between