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Corralled Me in, with Your L-I-E-S

not as, content or comfortable as this…photo from online I became, some sort, of livestock, as you’d, corralled me in, with your L-I-E-S!  And, the walls of your lies, it grew taller, taller, and taller, to the point, that I … Continue reading

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