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Jun 2019
Can I just sit here and dissolve
as a servant of life’s sour taste?
Absord the aches, the pains, the cold
and shiver as I wither away?
Rupert Pip
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Rupert Pip  24/United Kingdom
(24/United Kingdom)   
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       S Olson, ---, Fawn, Eva Rushton and Rickie Louis
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