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You are a worm. Yet even famished fowl reap for any other. What worth are heavy pockets If they are suffused with stool? Darling, how pretty pauper you pray Pity she invocates for a lascivious eventide lantern. Yet if it were me, That lantern so sweet, Would she truly taste hellfire.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 11:46 AM UTC
My Greatest Enemy