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Sep 2021
the rice was good i wanna die in my bed
tired of being sad and lonely
wish i were a little bun in an old oven
gettin crisp crisp crispy

oo yea

little bun
wish i were a little bun
warm me up
eat me, find me good,
i can die now
in my little bun bed
crisp
this one's really ******
yann
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yann  24/Genderqueer/France
(24/Genderqueer/France)   
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