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Life’s a movie, The role I play must be perfect. If I have to suffer today, Am in character, can’t be for every life’s day. There’re things I envy, The good ones that disappoint. When I called Him from Sunday to Saturday, I think He heard me not every single day. Love’s like sinus, Gobbling cetirizine and celestamine. But if you still sneeze, Know you took the wrong dose. Sometimes, throat is laced up by mucus, Leave cetirizine and find your N-Acetylcysteine, Watch your progress, And forget the disgrace.
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Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 11:03 AM UTC
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Life’s a movie, The role I play must be perfect. If I have to suffer today, Am in character, can’t be for every life’s day. There’re things I envy, The good ones that disappoint. When I called Him from Sunday to Saturday, I think He heard me not every single day. Love’s like sinus, Gobbling cetirizine and celestamine. But if you still sneeze, Know you took the wrong dose. Sometimes, throat is laced up by mucus, Leave cetirizine and find your N-Acetylcysteine, Watch your progress, And forget the disgrace.
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Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 11:03 AM UTC
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