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I took in the suburb my first facelift, failed in the graveyard In the pestle dusk venus was overhead got charred. Lightning rod in the creek of my skull is rusted, Undertow churning wheel of whirlpool giving fresh wrinkles up Too much for my fragile facelifts. Copyright@Dr Pragya Suman
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May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
Facelift
I took in the suburb my first facelift, failed in the graveyard In the pestle dusk venus was overhead got charred. Lightning rod in the creek of my skull is rusted, Undertow churning wheel of whirlpool giving fresh wrinkles up Too much for my fragile facelifts. Copyright@Dr Pragya Suman
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May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
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