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My goal was to prevent war. Not to go on anymore. To explore the peace corp. Don't ignore who you adore. I was known as a diva. The wild, alluring achiever. On stage I danced in a cage. My career was made. Every night I would parade the audience always paid. Lap dances I would never engage. To their relentless rage. It is a fact you won't see in my contract. Because of my young age I received A higher wage. © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved (Untrue story)
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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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