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when i need you in back on my feet again

  • May 16, 2026, 10:26 p.m.
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She would call me HAY...

in emergent cases she would call me Earl...

it was a great privilege for me to touch her...

i was always last in line...

our romance was over...

the other three were in full bloom...

i was a taxi...

i was a butler...

i was the guy who got to kill her...

and i alone will never be a complete human being ever again... 


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