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... until it got so wet that I had to take my shirt off and I knew it would be worth it if at least one girl could remember me doing something good And somedays marys eyes closed like rigamortus and on some I hoped they wouldn’t open because when the radiation of charm and child like sin was stifled when she wasn’t throwing up in your bathtub or alternately breaking ribs in embraces and ignoring...

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