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Feb 2015
I look, it'll never be.
My thoughts tell me...it'll never be.
I know, it'll never be.
It's so perfect, the shades, the angles and the sounds.
I look, your a disappointment.
My thoughts tell me...your a disappointment.
I know, I'm a disappointment.
Go away.
Walker
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Walker  USA
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   Simply, Ariel Baptista and unknown
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