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Jul 2020
I have nothing to promise.
You want a piece of my heart.
It isn't for sale or even mine.
It owns me. I do as I'm told.
I bleed when it says. I love
when it says. I die when it says.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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