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The thoughts in my head use to wish me dead til everyone wished for me the same thing.I I have manifestations of pain on others; yep and even myself the manipulation of any circumstance no longer bothers a quiver or of me. Feeling good is so liberating that invitations of truth are surrounding me. My pain is mocked. I get my feel on meals but n dreams witches in turn see my thoughts and get discouraged as to if the dream is a nightmare intended only for lovers stuck in a carolers silent night cold to the touch and warm between the hips. she kisses chewing gum from bubble challenges we compete to only sin later. she is mine as I am hers. so what's wrong with sharing the same gum with my love.
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