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Nov 2015
Though it isn't written
When the time is given
For no wages or ransom
You would sell out the world

I wouldn't trust my life
I wouldn't keep my secrets
In a running faucet mouth
It was just on my mind. It's not good ;-;.
Kendra Wilson
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Kendra Wilson  New York
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