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The thunder rumbles in sore throats and rivers of yellow speak of high hopes for the people who plant flowers and complain to pollen the earth will give you too many chances to worry about sunflowers because drizzles help until there you are, achey muscles and grey face ******* on Ricola crossing a street to go to work and how does it happen to be that the first day of rain in a month comes on the day you lose your sunshine Well today the sun came in a bottle of Tropicana and tomorrow I will count the losses of those who just can’t take one rainy day
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 9:45 PM UTC
Split Your Worry
The thunder rumbles in sore throats and rivers of yellow speak of high hopes for the people who plant flowers and complain to pollen the earth will give you too many chances to worry about sunflowers because drizzles help until there you are, achey muscles and grey face ******* on Ricola crossing a street to go to work and how does it happen to be that the first day of rain in a month comes on the day you lose your sunshine Well today the sun came in a bottle of Tropicana and tomorrow I will count the losses of those who just can’t take one rainy day
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 9:45 PM UTC
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