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Jan 10
I'm not behind this I simply enlist it
Though I will go that distance as not suspected

Because i think what await down yonder
sooner or later im expected

What dah fck it's where after me cant relax i wont allow it to speak at ease

Why dah f
ck won't my feet support me

Ooh my gawd be it beneath, within or around me it will never *** me that's all I want

because i think through nothing wrought it cleverly strives as ought
Ill-lore
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cmp  52/M/wisconsin
(52/M/wisconsin)   
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