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Aug 2024
I do not want to bribe a love.  
At this point, I might offer it a bribe.
Let me not be corrupt in love.
Your love's fluid in me has condensed.
Every platelets loses pressure in me.
Thrombocytes fled.
Erythrocites dries.
And love is still in me.
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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