for free...
Brigitt R. Carnochen (braids)
you want my smile?/ and my body?/ my sense of humor/ and my memory?/ Voila!/everything is free./ i don’t pay for my own smile/ my body/ my memory/ and this fact/ that I’m fun to be with./ Why should I sell them then?/ i’m not a prostitute, am i? ainp
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