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Nov 2019
Needs itching this cactus this
This thing wants catching
This thing needs maximum
Attention this thing needs this
This thing needs this more than I need his or her's or worse
Or suddenly swept sweetly away
On the ship of the This Morning
Come for today'
Our blindness is bent
Come mother's take rent
Our blindness is bent
Come mother's take rent
So this is this the bliss the fortunate kiss that stole your heart away
Written by
Justin  47/M
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