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Aug 2015
I know the greats don't use click bait or even know what that is. I drank my best friend. It left us both dry. Now I've been branded. It's my choice. You have a hold on my soul. I'll never tell you so. He thinks I'm a **** and you think I'm gold. I think I'm neither but what do I know
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Brie Williams
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