The Riddle Of The Model
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Ongoing6m
Last published Sat, Oct 15, 2016
Let me tell you, it's a poem/story. Trust me it's weirdly cool.
A peek inside my mind, It's not has gross has it mat sound.
I wouldn't beg you to read my story, I have too much of a self esteem (no not really ).
All I can say is my poetic world is just one click away, (read) button.
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