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by CathyLCrabb
Glory Whole
It's taken as red[1]
no need to be invited
no need to be said
but to clarify
I've cited.
[1] No matter the shirt
or colloquial song,
or that you supported
the others life long,
no good person on earth
can tell me I'm wrong-
we'd all love to see man united.
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Thursday 30th April 2015 12:07 pm
Impressing my son being red in all senses.
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