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I was born a bitter man squalling from the womb with happiness discovered spryly I assumed from wonders beholding innate anguish the urge aims to **** us with what we cannot evade from under neath despair's sweet, sweet blanket I ovulate
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC
Within She Beats a Bold Heart
I was born a bitter man squalling from the womb with happiness discovered spryly I assumed from wonders beholding innate anguish the urge aims to **** us with what we cannot evade from under neath despair's sweet, sweet blanket I ovulate
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC
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