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A wildflower blossoms wanting to be a rose, it's floricide Will you stop demeaning yourself? You quirky little Peach, wake up! Heavy heart, eyes crazy as ever going in each direction, different colors, I expect nothing less to fit someone like you Happy Tab keeping people on their toes, up all night, flaccid brain, What a wavy ride your presence provides Tongue of a parakeet, Just let her get High She'll light her cig and care intently. There's no one like Andrea, my sweet Serendipity Baby, Didn't you know Wildflowers grab everyone's attention?
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
Andrea
A wildflower blossoms wanting to be a rose, it's floricide Will you stop demeaning yourself? You quirky little Peach, wake up! Heavy heart, eyes crazy as ever going in each direction, different colors, I expect nothing less to fit someone like you Happy Tab keeping people on their toes, up all night, flaccid brain, What a wavy ride your presence provides Tongue of a parakeet, Just let her get High She'll light her cig and care intently. There's no one like Andrea, my sweet Serendipity Baby, Didn't you know Wildflowers grab everyone's attention?
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May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
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