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[carlfrancis23]

solodrobes flow through scrondites
like small kalladic strotoids
filterering outs you insides
granding on the fact
your scrands are fat
unhand that hangler
flash back to then
think hardes
focusing on the past now
bring the shits off your clap
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ok ok clap
ok
ok pull it together
your shermwilt shows redils
sirt shiggles
fuck those aren't even words
and this isn't even a poems