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Jul 2020
This is the face of god
Craven and loud, pay him his due.
He loves gold.
He smiles in silver. Shiny and metal.
Dig it up and serve it to him,
He put it there for you to find.
He does love hide and seek.
Taa – daa, surprise,
You owe him more money.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
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   Claira Lymei and Imran Islam
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