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May 2021
If a clown comes at me
I will have  to run him down
Deep dark night
Where am I
Supposed to be a party
If he comes at me
I will run him down
Head back to Blacksburg
**** that clown
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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