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4d
I made it
From jail
Home
To the dept
My grandpa worked
In Brewster
As a dispatcher
There's a cornered flag
And a badge
Not of courage
Of surrender
Surrender to the end of love
The first give

There's girls kidnapped in the block
And we're going in
I'm not getting paid for this
I'm a journalist I tell him
And order

An Italian menu

Sincerely Florence
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
17
   Sarayu
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