KARDASHIAN WALKS DOWN THE STREET WITHOUT UNDERPANTS
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Broken and beaten Fears have become life that swallow and destroy till there are no thoughts but fear and its spawn which keep me in its eternal grasp I cry to heaven for some respite and try to find the reason for this plight but I have atoned for the sins in my youth my hands are t pure oh what it would be to live and see and not slink and think and hope and slink a loop of transmuting and dying not seeing life as it passes but hoping that life stops and heals before its next punch
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