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Feb 2016
but he can't I will show now and all this discombobulated mess that we call horizons we have no clue as to what really happens if we don't understand in water we freak out if I need money I'm hiding out what we can do in hell and over some What Where Are We R Who We R in when we go and how was I to go from now on until the very depths of despair
john p green
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john p green  florida
(florida)   
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