And as I can't be bothered writing this in the poem itself "Yet Another Not To Be Named" is actually a true story from my life. If you ask I may tell you but I'm still coming to terms with it properly 5 years on, so forgive me if i wish not to speak about it.
The Squidlike wolf singing out
Edit: Well it seems mine and mums friend Nikki has died so in the next few days to weeks I may have to attend a funeral, on thursday this week I shall start housesitting for my mate mark for a fortnight so I may only be on messengers via my phone for those 2 weeks

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