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Mar 2017
Crinkle smash and just at last
The girl who wept, met her match
and just in time she finished up
She crossed the line, in time to touch.
She closed her eyes, and pulled him
She said to him, I always win.
She layed her face right on his
and in that moment they did kiss.
And in that moment she found bliss
and that single moment was one never to miss.
And in that moment it replays
a thousand times every day.
She looks back to that first win
and she thinks i would always
kiss him again.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
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