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I don't know when it became Such a game To just communicate With you Some power play But dang I'd choose Cups and strings And walkie talkies Over this "thing" Any day
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
Walkie Talkie on Charges: Battery
I don't know when it became Such a game To just communicate With you Some power play But dang I'd choose Cups and strings And walkie talkies Over this "thing" Any day
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
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