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Sep 2014
I've been filled to the brim for so long,
Watch out, don't shake the baby,
any sort of jostling will cause it all to spill,
do you really want to see the tears?
"It's going to swish and swash like that til it gets emptied" he said,
Oh darling, don't make waves, no,
No darling, don't make waves, oh.
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MissNeona
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