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4d
Deliberate New York

Hey repeat
You a needer
Last night the today beeper
Called me back
Hey repeat
Ima lose her?
Night wards under rains
Ferry won’t visit my shores
Last daymare you have?
Me running out of boys
Like girls cost news
Hey miss
Did works close the deal?
Didn’t rules get you clothes?
Ima mystery from ireland
Just like tank shells
Follow my wind
Brushed off the vested
Gotta let you bake it
Take nuns home in limes
Paused enough lines to bury the sun’s syrup
being dones enemy, and not being realed back to shore
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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