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This City

this city

with its filth and flat roads

***** deeds, so it goes

need a fix?

need a hit?

this city

has your need

here take a swig

cost?

its high, you bet

so it goes

oh little boy

oh sweet girl

hands between his legs

her face down on the couch

just a fix?

just a hit?

this city has got what you need

so it goes

so it goes

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isaac-c-thornhill
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Published
Nov 10, 2015
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