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Oct 2014
Oh I can't hear a thing you're saying
And the water feels great
Maybe if I scrub enough,
My skin will follow the grey down the drain
As long as the door's not locked right?
As long as you can get through the door
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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