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Jan 2018
You stroked my enormous tumor with love & care
after I fell into a ditch because I didn't see it there
You took my wallet to buy for me an expensive gift
'cause free of the ditch I needed an emotional lift
I will not ever be cured of this upper leg limb limp,
as long as you turn tricks for your big ****** ****
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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