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Passion


I have control over my own body, but once i have you, I'm nobody, my arm moves like a wave, while my legs usually play. After a while I'm happy and sometimes even sassy, but this is my drug, my help and makes me the best i ever felt. The sounds drown in my ear though i have no fear, i wanted you from the first glance but you my friend, I'll call you dance.
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