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Jun 2016
Proper pushing my luck holding my phone like a flair in the bath,
Protected like rubber but the ducks on it back.
I hear the echoes, confused as it sounds like a quack.
Seems that it's true that they had the last laugh.
Got Guanxi
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Got Guanxi  London - England
(London - England)   
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