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Jun 2017
Surely enough we're going to hell
sin after sin, we learn not to dwell
for this feeling brings us pure delight
we touch and devour each other on sight

Forgive me lord, i'm truly ashamed
we can't contain it
we do it so well, how could we refrain from it?
ana
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ana  16/F/ohio
(16/F/ohio)   
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