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Ulna206
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Sometimes it seems my blood spurts out in gobs, as if it were a fountain's pulsing sobs. I clearly hear it mutter as it goes yet cannot find the wound from which it flows.
Before I met you baby, I didn't know what I was missing.
Before I met you baby, I didn't know what I was missing.
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