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Jul 2019
You move I move, scandalous, something to prove
Pretending to be who is who, who is you, who is me, woah is you
And I’m new to new, but I can’t seem to fit into the groove
There is black and there is blue, and when the sky turns back in lieu
Cash turns into change, and so do you
ZWS
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ZWS  29/M/Richmond, VA
(29/M/Richmond, VA)   
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