http://slow.writerscafe.org/jasperjack The original writings of author Kenneth Stephen Goodpaster en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775425714 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Hot, red, and bloody beaten I smile while you give me a beatingYou just haven't the slightest ideaOf the intense rage I feel inside. 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