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Crafty Whore 22: My Cully was so taken with me and my sugar’d words.at cully, n.1
Crafty Whore 22: My Cully was so taken with me and my sugar’d words. Crafty Whore 14: I would not let his trembling needle touch that Pole its point stood against with so much vigour.at needle, n.
Crafty Whore 8: Every haire seemed as a thred of gold to the opticks of my Lovers.at optic, n.
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