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Dec 5
I miss the old Natey,
Straight from the bold Natey,
Chillin’ at 2 AM, Fort Natey.
I hate the new Natey,
Alani-fueled Natey,
What happened to the old Natey?
Snaps and chats, got those late-night snacks.
Not delivered? Come on, Nadine.
I miss pre-Rick Natey,
Yeah, the un-fake Natey.

Hope the old Natey comes back,
Just a call or a text, let’s get on track.
Written by
Shannon  16/F/United States
(16/F/United States)   
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