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Oct 2014
My nose runs red and I sneeze once more;
I knew this would happen right from the start.
I struggle to recall if I've done this before;
My nose runs red and I sneeze once more.
I knew it from the time that I opened the door;
It took only an instant. you call it a cart?
My nose runs red and I sneeze once more;
I knew this would happen right from the start.
rook
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rook  Winston - Salem
(Winston - Salem)   
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