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Sep 2014
Back and forth I feel sea sick
But when I wake up I swear I have amnesia.
Can't recall who I called to have pleasure, but why applaud something when my hands are down like tree trunks? Watever that means..
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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