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The boys hit the girls and the boys hit other boys the boys grow up and got guns the girls too and they shoot the other men and women and boys and girls and bury them in mass graves but just the same I love seeing the sunshine when it's raining outside.
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:42 PM UTC
The Cycle
The boys hit the girls and the boys hit other boys the boys grow up and got guns the girls too and they shoot the other men and women and boys and girls and bury them in mass graves but just the same I love seeing the sunshine when it's raining outside.
smack-thompson
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:42 PM UTC
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