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above a cloud there sails a loud it's happy it is not about it likes to have its way allowed so of it goes to never lowers, sunshine may doze but sky is froze to such a rowd nothing does bowed then to send it out to where it's nought.
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
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above a cloud there sails a loud it's happy it is not about it likes to have its way allowed so of it goes to never lowers, sunshine may doze but sky is froze to such a rowd nothing does bowed then to send it out to where it's nought.
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
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