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Light sleeper. Heavy dreamer. My prayers. An obscure head trip on acid. Love. Truth. Purges. Uncensored cleansing of my soul. Praising geniuses everywhere...
M.Peña
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- New York, NY
- Passionate. I rely on my intuition. Sharp as a razor. Soft as a prayer.
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- Simple yet True.
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- oohhhh... I want you. I need you.
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