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Doomed

I was doomed to win
I blame my parents
I blame myself
Of course

I forage
For everything
On the planet
All the girls

Keep to ancient trails
The distant lands
The hills, the valleys
My subterfuge

All those ruses
That could go so terribly wrong
The peep-shows, the brothel
That decadence on tap

I accepted the conditions
Tried to trade up but failed
Wallowed in my shame
Got up again
Fucked & kissed
Something someone perfect

Laughed and smiled again
At the reflection
To all the imperfections
And all the humour
God so craftily serves up
Spanker
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