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Aug 2018
There's a wedding sat across from me, her and herself
herself making love to her coffee. her making love to me.
There's a wedding on the table, just like you thought.

There's a wedding on the table, me and myself. Myself wants the wedding, and I want the divorce. Bored in the courtroom, where I settle the divorce,
But there's a wedding on the table, just like I thought.
James
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