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When my poor head is wet, grandma is gay Tacit engagement stractics Crisping over the plains Gloria I’m no scented mentalist. Scream and slide Where did It go It is impossible The fan He makes Too many good points I have a visitor with a golden eye Standing in the street Open to anything Such as: Drifting white on the millsap sockways Tempted by the crew of another Oh so you’re the seventh advanced skeleton now? Clorder:Title Titke There’s a buidle Dancing around with the same colored eagle Take it off With a chance To the world Esta blish trust a) white inside b) dead inside You look like you should be short but when you stand up you are going to be really tall. I am the opposite. Lose the grass in your bones and be here tomorrow Vandal vandal candle future
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 5:14 PM UTC
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When my poor head is wet, grandma is gay Tacit engagement stractics Crisping over the plains Gloria I’m no scented mentalist. Scream and slide Where did It go It is impossible The fan He makes Too many good points I have a visitor with a golden eye Standing in the street Open to anything Such as: Drifting white on the millsap sockways Tempted by the crew of another Oh so you’re the seventh advanced skeleton now? Clorder:Title Titke There’s a buidle Dancing around with the same colored eagle Take it off With a chance To the world Esta blish trust a) white inside b) dead inside You look like you should be short but when you stand up you are going to be really tall. I am the opposite. Lose the grass in your bones and be here tomorrow Vandal vandal candle future
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 5:14 PM UTC
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