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He said grown men don't weep but I did last week last night as I lay on my bed in a heap bar height - i've lived a life on the sweet (bar -marmite a little bitter on the teeth (bar -barfights i guess I thrive on the street baabaa type if I'm a meat I'm a sheep ha ha at light but only weep in my sleep far far right from when I started this speech au revoir mon amie this be the end of my suite
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 6:11 AM UTC
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He said grown men don't weep but I did last week last night as I lay on my bed in a heap bar height - i've lived a life on the sweet (bar -marmite a little bitter on the teeth (bar -barfights i guess I thrive on the street baabaa type if I'm a meat I'm a sheep ha ha at light but only weep in my sleep far far right from when I started this speech au revoir mon amie this be the end of my suite
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Jul 24, 2016 at 6:11 AM UTC
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