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Feb 2015
Sometimes I wonder whether or not I'll be able to stand as I sit down sit down why don't I just use my hands and try it?

Sometimes I beat the same idea to death to death to death to death to death...

Sometimes I use the same words until they're ***** rags ***** rags.

but those are the ones you use to wash all that nasty **** off —
never a nice one!
Gigi Tiji
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Gigi Tiji  USA
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