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NORMA JEAN
Face: Face
Leech with two daughters.
Give give they cry.
Her name is, she is a liar.
I refuse to be hers.
A kiss from her is one of the grave.
Bullets by her mouthfull an enemy at the six.
She simply will not die.
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