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Jun 2021
How vile
We could have been amazing
Looking at that unshaven
Needing a manscape
Innocent face
All my mind can play is that day
Me sitting on the tail end of his truck
You with that red mustang
And the undeniable fire that raged
Once our lips met
We could have been great
If only life would have let us
Nomadic poet
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Nomadic poet  24/F/Mississippi
(24/F/Mississippi)   
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   Zoi Ardens
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