| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - d I was the one you left all your marks on.You came into my roomAnd decided today was a good day to breathe glass.I do not get it,But I will try anything once.It feels good inside me,Better than you.I tell you this and you laugh.Your parents sat us downAnd said we need to talk.I said we can't, neither of us have teeth.Everyone was confused,And you just kept laughing.They found your name carved into m
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