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Well holy SOB and MFG I'll never write the song of all the possibilities what may be write, or wrong I'll swear it's true not red, or blue political, or correct whata shame, just who's ta blame to what kind or dour effect So ride the rails success or fail the end is coming soon doing all too rise or fall in a waxing, waning moon
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 12:53 AM UTC
Wolf Sing
Well holy SOB and MFG I'll never write the song of all the possibilities what may be write, or wrong I'll swear it's true not red, or blue political, or correct whata shame, just who's ta blame to what kind or dour effect So ride the rails success or fail the end is coming soon doing all too rise or fall in a waxing, waning moon
Melodious machinations of canine calamities ;D
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 12:53 AM UTC
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