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The happiness you like to dress,
The politeness is on your chest,
The figure highest on the square of chess,
Your tenderness with bar code of hypocrisy in access,
The queen handless in the hand of mistress,
My princess it is nevertheless?
When you dance in excess in feast with "suicide blondes" 
song by INXS...
Posted: 2014-04-18 13:37:36 UTC

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