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Feb 2016
There’s no eloquent way
To say
******* or
what the ****.
the immediacy,
the poignancy,
speaks volumes
where fancy words
Cannot.
So here’s a big,
Fat *******
Sealed with
Contempt, sprinkled
With salt, because
Your sugar sweet
Was ******* fake
And that’s the icing
On your cake.
Nora
Written by
Nora  MA -> LA
(MA -> LA)   
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   Rapunzoll
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