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Jun 2018
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You said it so much I thought it was my name.
Too much skin attracts the wrong kind of men.
You warned me not to dress this way.
And if I did, I become their prey.
What a game you love to play.
Hope
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Hope  29/F/planet earth
(29/F/planet earth)   
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