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Mar 15
I could be the smartest person in the world
The collective intellect in one
And still I'd be thinking about ***** all the time
Not to be crude or anything

The animal is hugry
Out for blood
The urge to feed

I'm refusing to play along
I'm refusing to go hunting
Written by
Jonas  24/M/Berlin
(24/M/Berlin)   
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   T R Wingfield
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