Small, simple, safe price. Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets. This is not a small cut that scabs and dries and flakes and heals, and I am not afraid to die. I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight. I want the pain of payment. What's left but a section of pygmy sized cuts, much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks? Would you
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