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Jul 2017
They flock like hungry savage dogs seep Inside nieve minds and devour truth while twisting there teeth even deeper within others dreams of deception that will never come to be for even the wicked of heart are weak and there minds  a twisted play ground for all who enter inside this of never ending hunger
Written by
Harry clute  56/M/Iowa
(56/M/Iowa)   
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   Mahlia Stewart
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