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Feb 2020
Red
All of these girls are shallow like puddles
Her mind stays on material, she’s trouble
Her mind state is fragile, I watch it crumble
I used to be a man, now I’m something more
She used to be an angel, now she’s a ****** *****
Pluto
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Pluto  23/M/USA
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