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Aug 10
As crispy as crisps,
All my bones of legs, arms, knees and neck,
Go cccccccrrrrrraaaaaacccccckkkkk as I move.
10/8/2025
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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