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    LOOK AT MY POEM PLEASE IS IT GOOD?

    Lets staple ourselves together so we can always feed the ducks. By the hand, shove the metal through both of our palms, to connect. We lose blood, but it combines as one. We're bleeding, but don't worry I have plasters. Sometimes I like to pick my feet, but I know you don't like it so I wont any...
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