Bitter aftertaste of every exploitation chokes me like a mouthful of spiders,crawling in or out. I don't know, but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments of reflection upon what i stole from a fifteen year old girl, and not even a thousand seasons of rain could wash my leprosy from her body.
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