in reality, she will be laced with silver & precious stones, satin, silk & egyptian cotton clothes. copper wire hairnets, her locks sprinkled with gold. her body will be covered with shea butter & oils of somalian rose. frankincense on her toes, when she walks barefoot my nose would know. she is my queen of old.
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my queen of oldin reality, she will be laced with silver & precious stones, satin, silk & egyptian cotton clothes. copper wire hairnets, her locks sprinkled with gold. her body will be covered with shea butter & oils of somalian rose. frankincense on her toes, when she walks barefoot my nose would know. she is my queen of old.  |
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