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#lightandfluffy
Glasses with frames now used to see Lines on faces not far away, beyond me And my capability, under fluorescent, Lights. These glasses gather spots of rain, doctor Doctor, there are spots before my sockets Containing real steel slate blue eyes, go ahead Whistle if you must. I will get used to it. Six foot five in a five foot nine inch frame, Coached volleyball well without any shame, Calm demeanor was not required, I was Tame, not the chair kicking kind. Did not need glasses then, when oh when is this Going to end, when either you or the referee, Whistles.
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
Crap, I wrote another One