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Mister Cakes

Dear mr. cakeeater i hope u 
understand ur done eating this cake 
so leave as fast as you can. i have 
learned being  self centered is  the 
core of ur disease which has taught 
mastery level skills in manipulation i 
didnt stand a chance with this 
relation... What makes matter worse  
i see through our connected chord 
as it has become dense. so good 
bye mr. cakes along with headaches, 
followed by excuses. no more listen 
to rehearsed lyrics about this or that 
or how thing messed up. I have a 
surprise for this time ... This to your 
u-haul truck.

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