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Nov 2014
The freedom u say
The freedom I go
O goodness this not me
I'm going too slow
Walk faster I say
But then I stop
What the heck move
Then I glop
I guess not today have to
Pray must be tomarrow
There's always another day
Don't give you
That's all I got to say
ashlee allee
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ashlee allee  Webb city
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