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No Title
Contributed by
ml02
on
Monday, 7th October 2002 @ 02:50:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Crisp air On your back As you lay Nude I'm the painter You're the subject I thinks It just I like to see You that way 'Cause I'm no artist Can't write Can't paint Can't dream Anything But A poor mans dream And still It all sells I guess The blind Just think eveything Is so pretty.
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2002-10-07 14:50:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: No Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by matlock on
Tuesday, 8th October 2002 @ 05:05:47 AM AEST (User
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fresh angle, cool. |
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