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Airing out ***** laundry, is in turn, walking on a thin line —   The very line where those garments dangle; but let a gentle breeze stir up, and suddenly, That foul scent rushes back to you, and starts to assault your nose, _Catching you off guard, and before you know it!_
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Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 6:28 PM UTC
Laudry stank
Airing out ***** laundry, is in turn, walking on a thin line —   The very line where those garments dangle; but let a gentle breeze stir up, and suddenly, That foul scent rushes back to you, and starts to assault your nose, _Catching you off guard, and before you know it!_
OddOdysseyPoet
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27/M/Zimbabwe
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 6:28 PM UTC
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