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One Day We'll Run Away (I Promise)
the beds be soft steel counters, the walls are damp cement. the nurses all will hold your hand if you leave without consent. here, we don't exaggerate, don't put things in your head. truth be told: boys come in hurt,
and boys leave here dead.
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thun_der_kat
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Donate to me your unwanted tokens and tickets! biggrin