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======= Demons seem stuck in my nose, Eerie suffocation haunts me often, Vile are the consequences, Irked I am to say the least, A choking sensation threatens me, Throttling my breath away, Even the best medicines won't help, Day of surgery beckons me. Nostrils struggle to keep hydrated enough, Awful is the nasal sound that I make, Sniffling loud enough all the time, A snorting man is not so pleasant, Losing my years, I am, due to it. Seldom passes a minute I don't snort, Elephantine this issue becomes, Putting a bad impression of mine, Taking care not to let people be friends, Ultra irritated I am by myself, Must is an intranasal surgery.
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 10:05 AM UTC
My DNS
sleepy hallow would tell a sociology their dark foment of capture and rude awakening as superfluous launch of mystery in wee hours that could creep beyond there with a retentiveness of unfaithful and deviated law again
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 9:30 AM UTC
a deviant spouse