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I was always the kid, To be picked last for kickball. I was the one, Whose name was never called. But now that I have you, My outlook has been fixed. I am more than happy, To be your last pick.
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:25 AM UTC
Last Pick
I was always the kid, To be picked last for kickball. I was the one, Whose name was never called. But now that I have you, My outlook has been fixed. I am more than happy, To be your last pick.
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Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:25 AM UTC
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