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Roses are red, Away from me he slid, Scoffing, he told me, "It's nothing personal, kid"
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Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 7:24 PM UTC
It's nothing personal, kid
Roses are red, Away from me he slid, Scoffing, he told me, "It's nothing personal, kid"
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Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 7:24 PM UTC
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