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Apr 2020
Shuffling all the cards I've played back into my deck,
Closing up all the stitches I've got over it all.

Kicking down the throttle of this machine once more,
It roars to fire and smoke, bringing my focus stage right.

I'm searing into the sunset without you.
For Jeff, whose ***** of an ex left him broken once, and he took The Red Pill and became a beast of a man, unrecognizable from the weakness he once held.

23rd of January 2018.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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