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I’m singing my tune cause it’s a great afternoon. All these bad thoughts have me immune so let’s blow up a balloon and live like we’re in a cartoon. There’s no time for a prune, let’s have a big commune at least the size of a platoon and take ourselves to a nice saloon. from there we’ll hit the lagoon then maybe chill by the dune where I just might swoon from thinking this is too good to be true.
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 4:20 PM UTC
saturday bash
I’m singing my tune cause it’s a great afternoon. All these bad thoughts have me immune so let’s blow up a balloon and live like we’re in a cartoon. There’s no time for a prune, let’s have a big commune at least the size of a platoon and take ourselves to a nice saloon. from there we’ll hit the lagoon then maybe chill by the dune where I just might swoon from thinking this is too good to be true.
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 4:20 PM UTC
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