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May 2016
Its not like you healed me,
Hell born.
More like you handed me the vial,
The potion.
Was in your motion,
I worked for it.
You don’t even open doors,
But you sure have the key.
Now come walk these floors,
And bring me coffee and ****.
sweet release of emotion ;)
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