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Face of an angel, Then he hits me with a cudgel, Every night is a duel, Nothing I do, I do well.
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 5:53 AM UTC
Why Marry? (Part 2)
Face of an angel, Then he hits me with a cudgel, Every night is a duel, Nothing I do, I do well.
dadaolowoeyo
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Nigerian
Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 5:53 AM UTC
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