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Jan 2016
You know
I looked at the pineapple
In the cup

In the refrigerator

And thought I'm like
The pineapple
In a way

Not being able
To see outside
Of the cup

I live on some type
Of simulation

You don't do anything
Inside a simulation

It spins and spins
Rotating around the sun

Isn't it strange
And isn't it fun

I just pleasured myself
And had a c
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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