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Aug 31
This person knows me like the back of their hand.
My face knows me by an unknown presence.
I need it sometimes for it to be this way.
As long as you are trying to help me figure out what you want………
08/31/24 – Ouch. That hurt.
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Drab  Agender/The final frontier
(Agender/The final frontier)   
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   Jeremy Betts
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