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Bree G

Let’s see, Let’s see: the mystery. The mystery to me, that is ms. Bree.

Ringing singing, voices caught. Breezily bringing, serenade sought.

Emotion emotive, translation explosive, words and feelings emit from your lips, your body expresses with dancing hips. Waves. Gyrations. Rocking vibrations.

You were wondering, who is she? Ha! You don’t know? That’s Bree.

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