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Apr 2017
26
A bee sting in the back of my neck,
like moral oxidation or a change of mind

I am satisfied and then     I am not
I am truthful until I learn to lie
Lizz Hunt
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Lizz Hunt  23/F/Sydney, Aus
(23/F/Sydney, Aus)   
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     ---, r and rodeo clown
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