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there is a child inside her liar and a liar inside her kid when we go out to the market she is actually out on the beach when we take turns to feed the dogs she thinks of all those nights when moon was dark as a commode and his books were in her sight we used to drink the coffee all by ourselves till she discovered a simple fact His IQ is what matters for rest she can be a fake the child has gone away for now and liar is all i see the kid will come back in the end when she finally rids of me lately i have heard she got married and his brain is her vanity I feed the dogs all by myself and the moon is bright for free
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Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 3:37 PM UTC
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there is a child inside her liar and a liar inside her kid when we go out to the market she is actually out on the beach when we take turns to feed the dogs she thinks of all those nights when moon was dark as a commode and his books were in her sight we used to drink the coffee all by ourselves till she discovered a simple fact His IQ is what matters for rest she can be a fake the child has gone away for now and liar is all i see the kid will come back in the end when she finally rids of me lately i have heard she got married and his brain is her vanity I feed the dogs all by myself and the moon is bright for free
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Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 3:37 PM UTC
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