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You were always on the top shelf and I Was not allowed to use the step stool. Gazing at you longingly, I've Embarrassed myself in my desperation. You drop crumbs for me still.
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Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
Cookie Jar Lover
You were always on the top shelf and I Was not allowed to use the step stool. Gazing at you longingly, I've Embarrassed myself in my desperation. You drop crumbs for me still.
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Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
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