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Mar 2010
There is a swallowing.
All the world is awake.
You are the one who sleeps.

I should tell you I am the one who is a disaster.
I will not live in this anxiety forever.
Losing my virginity was over heard by four people;

they gasped when I lost it.
So I had to expanded the definition of ****** activity to everything
your not supposed to do to your little brother.

He’s not wearing anything.
Written by
Samuel Joseph Chase
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