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Jun 2016
this car she  had was red a blood
had a 60's radio built in
with a lard steering wheel to bout
when going up hills my mother would go 120
to clean out the engine like she would do every morning
but then something tragic happened
it was gutted through and though
had scratches all around the outside
i didn't want this to be true
it turned out my ex had destroyed my car
he even had *** in it with another woman i found out
this car was my baby my pride and joy
it was a 1967 mustang which is no more
this is a true story
Michael Hill
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Michael Hill  Powell river
(Powell river)   
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