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Molly's morning routine
The dim bathroom light barely touches my slumbering skin. still dreaming, i let the water awaken my senses. each drop slides slowly down my face as my soft fingers trace paths of foam. the brush dances between my lips, while a mischievous smile appears unhurriedly. the mirror reflects a version of me that doesn't hide: natural, warm, real. an everyday moment turned into a ritual... where even the smallest gesture becomes desire in motion.
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