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Oct 2017
I wanted my ***** dark party lover to be a terrifying wreck like she
is without that ***** Black Heritage Month monthly welfare check
I hover over my gray *** ****** lover who looks like Danny Glover
just like queer Danny Glover'd hover over his gray ***, ****** lover
My thighs are hot, hotter than a fire burning a cot, hotter than a gay
fire man eating a ripe banana that he bought, hotter than baked snot
on a sandy cemetery plot, hotter than my tongue tonguing your ****
in a big bed where I'm all alone by myself yet somehow you are not
without **** types who love rooting around 'tween your cheeks a lot
๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ
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๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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   Mack
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