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The truth is like an antique glass No one wants to touch it For it might break And then you will feel the guilt For all of your days
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
The Truth
The truth is like an antique glass No one wants to touch it For it might break And then you will feel the guilt For all of your days
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
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