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May 2017
you got your ticket home today,
but not al deeds will go your way.
our time away has woke me up,
crack the bubbly wheres the cup.
your presents no longer haunts my walls,
i grew some giant hairy *****.
you see you underestimate this girl of power,
your company just turns sour.
i mean when i say godbye,
leave it now this lust must die.
kelly arnold
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kelly arnold  33/F/qld
(33/F/qld)   
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