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He was a good runner; And one hell of a stunner; Your stop-glass picture for a lightning vision; And a start-pass winner, a stunting gold finisher; A heart cold hunter, he was my knock-out hitter; He was a K.O. Rider-- He was a collider: on one collect collision course; Of course, the beginning was when it began: Between the specific sheet of force With a good measure... Had me landing on all fours, Reveling in it again; To rev up was the plan.
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
Kabe Don
He was a good runner; And one hell of a stunner; Your stop-glass picture for a lightning vision; And a start-pass winner, a stunting gold finisher; A heart cold hunter, he was my knock-out hitter; He was a K.O. Rider-- He was a collider: on one collect collision course; Of course, the beginning was when it began: Between the specific sheet of force With a good measure... Had me landing on all fours, Reveling in it again; To rev up was the plan.
I want to experience kabe don one day!
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
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