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Jan 2021
**** me dry
But theres nothing in my blood
No sustenance from my love
You can have your hugs
If you crave a warmth less
Take this empty stuff
**** me dry until you've had enough
Harry Gione
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Harry Gione  21/Androgynous/South Africa
(21/Androgynous/South Africa)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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