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Pink Floyd

by autumn-whipple

I was sitting on the car with my family the other day Pink Floyd was on the radio And we were discussing sadness and Melancholy When my mother said she didn't like to listen to sad music I realized That Her Sadness Is Just As Unique As Mine
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