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Truth, be told On an old fashion gramophone, they played sweet music in a small cove made for two, the young man smiled this sleek woman was to become his bride. A big seal came on to shore dragged the woman in to the sea and under, when surfacing with the seal she smiled and waved but didn't come ashore, kept on jumping and playing and her leanness made look like a seal and she was indeed turning into one. Finally she and the bigger seal com to the shoreline she told him her life was the ocean and she and her the new man was swimming to the Azores where she would meet his family. The young man took his gramophone, sun cream, towels and walked home. No one believed his accurate explanation, he got life for drowning his girlfriend.
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 7:00 AM UTC
truth be told
Truth, be told On an old fashion gramophone, they played sweet music in a small cove made for two, the young man smiled this sleek woman was to become his bride. A big seal came on to shore dragged the woman in to the sea and under, when surfacing with the seal she smiled and waved but didn't come ashore, kept on jumping and playing and her leanness made look like a seal and she was indeed turning into one. Finally she and the bigger seal com to the shoreline she told him her life was the ocean and she and her the new man was swimming to the Azores where she would meet his family. The young man took his gramophone, sun cream, towels and walked home. No one believed his accurate explanation, he got life for drowning his girlfriend.
jan-oskar-hansen
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 7:00 AM UTC
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