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Feb 2019
When they do your
Autopsy
I just hope that the
Pathologist feels
Every waund
I inflict on you
With my ice axe
Being hacked to death
Your immorality
Will be the death
If you
Darling.
Toxic yeti
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Toxic yeti  29/F/Almonte
(29/F/Almonte)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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