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Floor 5000

by AmeliaVPoetry

Time for money Sanity for country pay your taxes pay your dues you only have your humility left to lose. We've only just started ascending we'll learn what depths we will reach when the news starts trending. Plugged into a jaded reality curl up to benefit porn grab some food get warm it's not your austerity it's the ones you deem not fit to breathe the ones you'll never see because they're on floor 5000 their problems are there to count, never to solve.
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31 / F / Manchester, UK
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AmeliaVPoetry
31 / F / Manchester, UK
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Sep 19, 2018
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