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Dec 2020
Could we possibly just stop all of this
and melt like we're supposed to?
Self is a terrified little kid crying alone in the woods.

"Help" written with a finger
on a ***** windshield.
B E Cults
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B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
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