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Love is a misfit gambol A blind "hit me" When you're holding eighteen. Twenty One seems so far away, Gambling a small tomorrow With stolen chits.
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Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 3:51 AM UTC
Dealing From the Bottom
Love is a misfit gambol A blind "hit me" When you're holding eighteen. Twenty One seems so far away, Gambling a small tomorrow With stolen chits.
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Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 3:51 AM UTC
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