Voyage
Crawl to any antiseptic sprayed hospital nursery ask every doctor who’s smacked a newborn’s ass what did they see–Mayor, gas store cashier or naught– from your unsalted balled up figure, bottom red and eyes flooded. Scurry back to the home you comfortably laid your head request either parent that loves you less enoug…
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