Niklas Christl was the man
That got me into running
I used to have that superpower
But weak in regards to cumming
I lost the genius power
Due to this I had my grief
Minecraft days, my favorite game
Didn’t run and spleef
My Dad starved me
And took my books
He didn’t understand
Now I’m in college, gaining knowledge
Earning money by the grand
Disrespect the memory
And show the degradation
I will feel her
In my arms
Unknown tender sensations
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Author:
Lewis O’Carroll (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 5th, 2026 13:09
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Comments2
Here I feel the rebellion against past advice and the ability to set one's own course. Well written
you're right. appreciate the comment, friend!
What do you study?
mathematics
Good luck
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