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Jan 2022
what a creep in those days my gosh
i killed a little boy told him he was a tarantula
and he believed it
so on the boat,
there was the female i considered real friend
but that was a ******
and ****** my friend
that is why back then I had a trail of spiders in my neck
I lived with that!

© Clarissa C. van Vreden
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Clarissa van Vreden
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