HYGIENE
Hygiene so pure and so clean fresh as a fruit white as the cream between your fifty fifty bar you know who you are bitter or sweet may I complete my piece before you get carried away stay if you must stray if you may feel the ocean so warm and so blue the water rushing beneath you and with no hesitation your imagination took your mind down under and left your soul to wonder in a space where you hold cherished in your heart your private parts why I speak on Hygiene imagine being fresh imagine being clean.
Reggie Aka:HELLOWORD ENJOY!
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