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The voice of many is all one. it doesn't matter the flavor of our skin with coffee, we milk, were caramel. Were all different tastes but some think because our tastes are different that they can throw the cup down crush it under the knee.. We aren't recyclable we may taste different, but doesn't mean you can crush any of us under afoot or knee. were all in this together if one falls, we all fall..
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Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
Knee Down, Recycled Breath
The voice of many is all one. it doesn't matter the flavor of our skin with coffee, we milk, were caramel. Were all different tastes but some think because our tastes are different that they can throw the cup down crush it under the knee.. We aren't recyclable we may taste different, but doesn't mean you can crush any of us under afoot or knee. were all in this together if one falls, we all fall..
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Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
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