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Aug 2020
I can take you down
When I speak of death...
But honey, this'll never be anything less
Nothing less

Yes, yes yes.
I do confess
To seducing God
In a tight black dress...

The spoils are mine.
Now,
We're perfectly entwined.
bennu
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bennu  26/South Philadelphia
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