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DECEMBER SOULS: DAY 14, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " ANGELINA... "

DECEMBER SOULS: DAY 14, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, "  ANGELINA... "

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  • DECEMBER SOULS: DAY 14
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES,
  • "  ANGELINA... "

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Waking up early morning in a fairy dream
She swam straight into the water stream
like a white swan;
an adorable, elegant, celestial beauty
She is almost in her teens looking naughty
Seeing her own innocence and perfection
I convert her into verses with an inspiration
Sweet, seductive, natural and alluring
She is tempting, shy, desirable and admirable
She is my own
ANGELINA

wandering next night along the sea shore
She is feeling the touch of the waves roar
She has particular tastes, talents
Things have to be just right for moments
And one of her must-haves is a pool
Where she can enjoy the tides of cool
lovely, elegant, erotic and energetic
She is sensual, seductive, innocent and adorable
She is my own
ANGELINA

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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