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Feb 2015
Over the phone like smiles I'd just
plan, had it all mapped, all these people
run. You made me at this party
no one about looked happy.
Wanted to ruin and on the surface
I know I've seen you India.
They asked about disguised
at the paper cause a chineses
story due, also
everyone was a spench detective.
But I was the
only truth, the yellow
looks
you were good you
before the sun eye
nobody knew where
your mom and dad manager
didn't want to.

So I let Texan
the real world
kept up hope to
hear from you that
the
floor
no one
saw.
more experimenting.

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Brycical
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Brycical
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