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Mar 2022
i dont like you
but you are entitled
to your sad existence
(such as it is)

and if you choose to
cry about it
while you goose step
with pointy finger

then,a quick and
speedy death,
my friend, and
that is kind..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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