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Nov 2017
Dark Side of the Moon grieving over what's left of my womb and I gave birth to the Moon child. Throw that face on, you're not that wild, actually your package reads perfectly clear big letters mild. Too bad I flip script ha-ha I stand in line, oh you must have thought I was kind not with what goes on in my mind.Β Β The feeling won't leave that I'm the one blind
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Jessica  34/F/Florida
(34/F/Florida)   
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     John Stevens, --- and Mack
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