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Aug 2017
He was flawed.
Tooth chipped.
Back ends
rotting.
Dark brown
moving in
from the rear
where it was
rotten and thick
then thinning a bit
as that ****
slowly worked its way
stench and all
to the front of
his infected jaw.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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