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Jun 2018
We go to church and pretend.
Hoping for that forgiveness for our past sin.

Keep it real, within that week we All did it.
Might be a lie.
Might be something required.

But somewhere we used our assets for our benefits.

A mistress isn't one call she refused.
She knew what one wanted from her?
And used her best tools?

We all have a skill that others want.
Sometimes we say yes.
And sometimes we say won't.

But you got skills that in need.
So you use your assets for your benefits.
If require putting food on the table.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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