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Oct 2015
I'm gonna be up all night?
Skipping rocks cross my mind?
And who decides those rocks?
Is it you or maybe me?
Ok! Just go ahead throw!
There may be a clearway
Now yet surely don't know
You mother !
You took all the rocks!
But whose the one yeah!
With no shame?
john p green
Written by
john p green  florida
(florida)   
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