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Nigel Isidore Sep 2020
I ate my brain and went insane.
I drunk my sorrows with laughing wine .All day everyday,I wished that my morning star would shine.
Orange  kittens softs as cotton *****, with errie marble golden eyes and sharpen little prickly  hooks, drew sketches on my arm and legs.
Get up mr lazy! it time to face this bite-purring  world . Forget your hurt, put up your wrinkle  plaided shirt,  meow! Meow! its just another day to play and flirt.

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