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Jul 2014
Spits And Spats
fluffed up feathers
chests sticking out
Children at their games;

We will all be friends in Heaven
enemies today friends tomorrow and vise versa its always the same
Written by
nivek
448
   ---, Hilda, --- and paper boats
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