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Dec 2019
I'm microscopic in the topic of philosophical nature, I label you my saviour if majoring in my favor, but later, you learn the reason I deal with acidic razors, lay lasers on stray haters, debaters, and commentators, outrageous, I get contagious, and never spacious, courageous, must strategize all the stages like making raises on wages, you never claim humans praises cause through your phases it changes, and though you're aging, their raging is bound to caging your brazen days.
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Cyclone  22/M/Houston, TX
(22/M/Houston, TX)   
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