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Incase of cases of curiosity; it's best to believe it's both a blessing and a curse to survive as some cool kid. I'm regularly rolling around in smoke; the crystal ball says I'm clearly no cruel kid. I've lived and I've learned and I learn while I live like the youngest of oldest of school kids. Avoiding a lot doesn't make me a rude kid. Looking up-top just makes me blue quick; and looking down-low just makes me too sick. I'll admit it, I'll admit it - I love being a cool kid.
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Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
Cool Kid
Incase of cases of curiosity; it's best to believe it's both a blessing and a curse to survive as some cool kid. I'm regularly rolling around in smoke; the crystal ball says I'm clearly no cruel kid. I've lived and I've learned and I learn while I live like the youngest of oldest of school kids. Avoiding a lot doesn't make me a rude kid. Looking up-top just makes me blue quick; and looking down-low just makes me too sick. I'll admit it, I'll admit it - I love being a cool kid.
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Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
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