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Dec 2018
When you say sorry,
I only think of one thing:
K A R M A
It comes back to bite.
So, you better get ready.
'Cause karma's a *****,
And she doesn't play nicely.
I'm sorry, my dear.
Megan Foukes
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Megan Foukes  25/Metro Detroit
(25/Metro Detroit)   
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