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Mar 2021
My mom thought that I was on drugs.
(Which admittedly, I guess that I was.)
Though not what she thought,
just some ***** and some ***,
but she still looked for tracks when we hugged.
Justin S Wampler
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Justin S Wampler  30/M
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