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I don't believe I don't believe in sandwiches, or ******* jacks or call me backs I don't believe in rusted vines, fireplaces or ancient wines I don't believe in a pleasant girdle, the hula hoop or attempted hurdle I don't believe in the things that sing, or things that bleed or anything. I don't believe in candlesticks or the light I've lit.
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 4:51 AM UTC
Don't Believe
I don't believe I don't believe in sandwiches, or ******* jacks or call me backs I don't believe in rusted vines, fireplaces or ancient wines I don't believe in a pleasant girdle, the hula hoop or attempted hurdle I don't believe in the things that sing, or things that bleed or anything. I don't believe in candlesticks or the light I've lit.
edna-floretta
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 4:51 AM UTC
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