aishrj04
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Cats Girl, alone in her room Admires herself in the mirror for hours She runs her finger over the hair on her legs While sweeping, she usually comes out on the balcony, Eearing a red bra or whatever coloured bra she wore that day Clatter-fart can... – *by Aishwarya AVRaj*	18 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

Girl, alone in her room
Admires herself in the mirror for hours
She runs her finger over the hair on her legs
While sweeping, she usually comes out on the balcony,
Eearing a red bra or whatever coloured bra she wore that day
Clatter-fart can...

– by Aishwarya AVRaj

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