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Apr 2015
I don't know when it became
Such a game
To just communicate
With you
Some power play

But dang I'd choose
Cups and strings
And walkie talkies
Over this "thing"
Any day
Rhianecdote
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Rhianecdote  London
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   Mike Essig, ryn and edgar moreno
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