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Look, dude. I'm not here for you. You have dibs, That's only fair. You were first, But let me share. Don't read mine, I won't read yours. None of it mattered At all, of course. It won't stick. Nothing does. Fleeting interest. Kind of like us.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 10:37 PM UTC
To you, if you find me
Look, dude. I'm not here for you. You have dibs, That's only fair. You were first, But let me share. Don't read mine, I won't read yours. None of it mattered At all, of course. It won't stick. Nothing does. Fleeting interest. Kind of like us.
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30/F/Tennessee
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 10:37 PM UTC
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