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Mar 2020
Uncouth
Sent to Z.
·
(my-way
a kind-gesture)
of disinclining:

-Mon 1:08 AM-
My **** gone lame
from the time my name
reaching-out the same
a text-back in vain.
[line-break]
For my super-Dude, Z.
Written by
Larry
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