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Blood Red red blood. What's the matter? It's not normal. Where's my book? Call the doctor! Blood Red red blood. In my pants, Down my leg, On the carpet, In the toilet. Blood Red red blood. Not the baby! Oh my God! Lay in bed. Take it easy. Lay in bed. You can't choose. Lay in bed. Lay in bed. Lay in bed.
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 4:00 AM UTC
Threatened Miscarriage
Blood Red red blood. What's the matter? It's not normal. Where's my book? Call the doctor! Blood Red red blood. In my pants, Down my leg, On the carpet, In the toilet. Blood Red red blood. Not the baby! Oh my God! Lay in bed. Take it easy. Lay in bed. You can't choose. Lay in bed. Lay in bed. Lay in bed.
kimberly-lewis
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 4:00 AM UTC
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