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Mar 2022
When digging a hole
For yourself
Make sure
You don't fall in
As it may turn out
To be a wormhole
And all that there is
At the end of those
Is usually a can of worms
As we know
What happens
When you open that up
It's like cold spaghetti

by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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