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Jul 2016
I told you dear,
I sell scars, not cars
But I can see where the confusion
Comes from
After all
No one expects to love
A used scars saleswoman
Samm Marie
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Samm Marie  22/F/Somewhere Between
(22/F/Somewhere Between)   
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