ladies
between us....we need to fill
all gaps
in places that are pink and dying purple
first i have:
ten toes in my two hands
ten toes in my two feet.
my nose
my loze
my loose
my lowest
oss...i mean my bones and my artificial srtuctures...are made from metal...and stuff from outer space....
have five
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