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Mar 2020
Nothings coming out right
It all feels like sludge
Slippery **** like sludge
That pools under cotton socks
See- that- that was descriptive
That's what I was missing
Still most all words are frantic
Jumbled incomprehensible feats
Tiara I S
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Tiara I S  26/Agender/Los Angeles
(26/Agender/Los Angeles)   
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     ari and Austin Morrison
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