Hell Reeks Like a Bar by stratton wayne stclair

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Jun 2021

Heaven smells like a hospital
Clean and sterile like Sunday morning.
Hell reeks like a bar
after a sweaty Saturday night.

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stratton wayne stclair 64/M/Roanoke, Va

(64/M/Roanoke, Va)

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