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I SPEAK FOR FIVE. THEY DON'T ALWAYS ALIGN. I speak, for four. Talking, is a chore. I speak for three, They don't always agree, i speak for two. they dont have a clue. i speak for one it's not very fun now i don't speak at all i want my friends back
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Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 7:53 PM UTC
I Speak
I SPEAK FOR FIVE. THEY DON'T ALWAYS ALIGN. I speak, for four. Talking, is a chore. I speak for three, They don't always agree, i speak for two. they dont have a clue. i speak for one it's not very fun now i don't speak at all i want my friends back
idk what this is whoops
#speak#talk#friends#loss#hardship#idfk
StrangeTimesForStrangerPeople
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StrangeTimesForStrangerPeople
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 7:53 PM UTC
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