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men mold breast like clay
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Men Mold Breast Like Clay
Breast look down when they’ve died.

Show not a man the church where clays pray, the soil where clays worship, the body where clays fast, the building where clays speak in tongues.

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a Story with No Name
Stories 6

A Story with No Name by Joy Chime
My ex-girlfriend once said, out of the blue, when we were still an album, that I kissed like her ex-boyfriend. Needless to say, I was puzzled. And curious, so I asked what she meant.

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