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Sep 2018
you bragged and boasted
about us and the *** we had
every time i walked by
your friends,
your silly friends would point
and stare
with my eyes glued to the gravel
under my feet, i kept moving
silly boys, disgusting boys
because little did they know
your *** story
was my **** story.
Kimberley
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Kimberley  24/F
(24/F)   
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     Walter W Hoelbling, --- and Perry
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