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Curses come home to roost. Lies are never left buried Share with me your whiskey dreams destroy your artificial walls, Take off your masks, The parade is over. A.C.
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 4:46 PM UTC
The Parade.
Curses come home to roost. Lies are never left buried Share with me your whiskey dreams destroy your artificial walls, Take off your masks, The parade is over. A.C.
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alichee
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 4:46 PM UTC
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