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Jun 2018
you fried some kale
on the grill
in the dark
you said gordon would be proud
you smoked some ***
i watched your eyes blush
as you burnt some
asparagus
you said you didn't love me
then you ate alone
because i left you
because the cat was
killing a mouse, somewhere
and i didn't want to hear it
saige
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saige  22/F
(22/F)   
200
     ---, Edmund black and luci
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