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They spread a rumour, once, that I can't tie my shoes, twice, that I can't jump rope, thrice, that I have fat fingers, and then I wasn't around to hear it anymore.
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Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 5:55 PM UTC
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They spread a rumour, once, that I can't tie my shoes, twice, that I can't jump rope, thrice, that I have fat fingers, and then I wasn't around to hear it anymore.
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Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 5:55 PM UTC
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