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Sep 2020
THE HIGHWAY WAS LOST TO SCREENS OF COSTS
WALL WINDOWED MIRROR
DEAD RINGER IN THE CROWD

THE HWY WAS SNIPPED HE WAMTED TO MAKE HER THINK
WITHIN FRIENDSHIPS LOST
IVE GOT INTENTIONS OF MUNCHE

ALOT OF PRICES POVERTY SCALES
WHILST AWAY  LOVE HELD
ONESIDED LEGS TRIPPED OVER BELLS

RUG THROW IN DIRECTIONS SCURVED
PARTS IMPERFECTION TEA TIME SLURD
WISEPENNY
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WISEPENNY  41/F/Canada
(41/F/Canada)   
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