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I wish it not on my wort enemies. Or a couple birds, a flock that had been crippled with disease In an attempt   to remove them from their current misery. The way that she treats me.
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 2:59 AM UTC
The Way She Treats Me
I wish it not on my wort enemies. Or a couple birds, a flock that had been crippled with disease In an attempt   to remove them from their current misery. The way that she treats me.
cm-vazquez
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 2:59 AM UTC
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