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It’s not what you think…ok maybe it is.

May 24, 2024
She is that diva, clicks the lighter closed quickly, she doesn’t even smoke. What. The. Fuck.  My darling albatross, why are you so sad? …and she flutters to the ground so many summers come and gone, for love of her and gone are liquid delights of sights and sounds and we wither and we wither…but...
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