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Jul 2016
I look the same, every time I check
In the mirror I see nothing but a wreck
You say I'm nice, but what the heck;
How nice would I be with a slit across my neck?
Jace Kassem
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Jace Kassem  18/M/Beirut, Lebanon
(18/M/Beirut, Lebanon)   
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