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Jul 17
Last I night I slept on your ceiling
It was the most ghastly feeling
to be looking down and watch you roll around with some other human being
Now when I'm in my own bed
I look up and see you instead
But I know you'd never sleep on my ceiling
Zoe Mae
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Zoe Mae  40/F/Mass
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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