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Apr 2023
He pushes at his straight lines,
It's heaven in there,
Whole and pure and white,
It's wholesome.
It's tingling and tantalising.
Add one can for flavour.
My god just let me sleep.
Forever.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
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