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May 2019
a grenade on them
I thought I was smoken hot
they thought not
they saw me for who I was
an amateur that had not much
that put out everything
and got back nothing
But insults
even so despite it all
Iā€™m doing something
that I love
even if Iā€™m **** on a platter
what does it matter
sandra wyllie
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