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Jun 2019
I find that fire burns when gas is all around
And I find dead useless meat in a freezer
because it's old and can't be found.

I ripped out grass
out of the ground
with my unclipped nails.

I build dirt under my skin
and it's why my life has failed.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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     skeeter jones and Emmanuella
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