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Waiting here and waiting strong waiting for the end of days which the Devil tells me,'won't be long' He also says, 'get in the queue, there's plenty sinners just like you' It's just my luck, I know it's true, just got my life back now it's through. lots of people here I know can't really name them, (just in case), so think of singers,plenty sound lots of vicars,milling round Politicians by the score. I wonder what Oprah's waiting for. (and that's a joke, sometimes there is fire without the smoke) I'll wait my turn get in the *** an eternity of torture what have I got to fear. I'm waiting here and been waiting long perhaps the forecast was quite wrong. it's not the end of days at all just Winter at the end of Fall. ( and Fall is Autumn in english,English)
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC
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Waiting here and waiting strong waiting for the end of days which the Devil tells me,'won't be long' He also says, 'get in the queue, there's plenty sinners just like you' It's just my luck, I know it's true, just got my life back now it's through. lots of people here I know can't really name them, (just in case), so think of singers,plenty sound lots of vicars,milling round Politicians by the score. I wonder what Oprah's waiting for. (and that's a joke, sometimes there is fire without the smoke) I'll wait my turn get in the *** an eternity of torture what have I got to fear. I'm waiting here and been waiting long perhaps the forecast was quite wrong. it's not the end of days at all just Winter at the end of Fall. ( and Fall is Autumn in english,English)
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC
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