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Jan 2016
My mind thought my eyes caught what came all over your face
When your shared hilt deep inside references double penetrated in it.
I'm just going out of the room for a minute.

Tight quarters are hard for a bad trip time traveling submarine sailor
But it's been an honor and a pleasure serving this vessel with you in it.
I'm just going out of the ship for a minute.

Kiss the kids and responsibilities and tell them some junk for me
About the moment or eternity or however the earth wants to spin it.
I'm just going out of the world for a minute.
Brujo Alligatore
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Brujo Alligatore  EW,NH
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