I was on a collision course with passion, exacerbating my hypertension, when I realized I was in Iowa and you were in Burma again. God, it's been so long since I saw the Ugly Child and felt your cool wet lips like mine, cool and wet. Don't hedge your bet. I'll bet a shrub you'll never hedge your bet. Head through Iowa now
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