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if the literacy of west point is below you
then lift it up

im irish, i write poetry
she's italian, we overcame an obstruction to a hug together today

when feelings decide to be given
you can hold liberty again

this is the only war that ever existed

does it hurt jenna?

kendall, you feeling left out ***?

the fountain for ottoman, and draped in full frustration
this is russian humor
drab servant yet the humiliated opponent of the new imperial list of to do's before dying

in moscow, the success purchases the peasant in tradition
the land is pitiful, from the success of? worthless overcoats and bossing around, so of course the endless servitude continues in the forrest bogs, where hunting was created

we are rome'ing old
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kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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