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“glad gleanings.”

dammit. why. how i try. and fail. time after time. the losers. they pass me by. Pathetic. Uphill climb. dildos. lies. alibis. they fade. so do the dice. you losers. have you no eyes? Consumer. Don’t think twice. chance.. lost me. so too fate. tethered. some other place. some losers. i cannot hate. Platonic. Win the race.
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j-allen-bertsch
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Aug 1, 2011
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