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Jan 2013
You're the man face the long road ahead
It was wound for you
Tell new stories about things never seen
hold on to old thoughts.
You can do this
Those white years you're so worried about?
It's sweet, You end up with her.
Your best friend.
Try for her.
Cheyanne Lynn
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