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Feb 7
In 2019, I mined you to the core of your womanhood solid & good.
I went so far down to a depth where ratchets wouldn't work; where
tax-made food plans ******* no one; so low as to see my shadow
clawing like a coal miner; making me into a genocidal ****** dir-
tier than television's insufferable meat head, the ****** Rob Reiner.
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