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MY CUDDLING BABY.
when i look at her smiling ,
I heat up,
as my nerves,
send a wave of excitations,
my eyes,
all over her body stature,
it is not a sly,
but I was already,
building castles in the air,
wondering,
the twists and turns,
what she was made of,
oooh!my!
the pace of my heart,
running ,
like a spring down hill,
more than the 14falls falling,
but a smitten ,
of shock,
gernered in my medulla,

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