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Lipstick

I am a young beautiful woman indeed fun is what I always need fun it sounds funny yes; I forgot my lipstick at the bar and returned home very far not knowing myself so far whether or not, I remain a star I lost myself unaided is me up and down is my own mind restless in a deep dam of confusion swimming like a duck, no water felt because of booze that keeps me smiling even when a fly passes by alcoholism rules. Drencho POET Loads

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