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Jul 2021
A woman said to me
"you must have lots of girls"
"what about your hoes"
Upon examination of my device
Its only mama in my contacts

Oh you were under an illusion
My confidence? Its a mask.
My humour? It's a covering.
I have to present myself in a certain way,
How could i expose the truth

The illusion stands, I'm not who you think i am.
I am both a superior catch and an inferior male.
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AS-  23/M/London
(23/M/London)   
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   Larry
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