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This language of love is a howler
Never shall there be a second
When there isn’t an entity now
Castrate this growth in fowler
It sickens me, I’m weakened
I’m an animal! I heatedly ask how!?- Lyme disease
- ..just another pseudonym
Saturday, September 6, 2008
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