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Florida in April..
I've seen my fair share of cynical "makes no sense" and it's made no sense..
Rivers of tears afraid to test a current/affairs between men and women, unhappy that it turned out exactly like they said it would/you or wouldn't you?
I would.
But that's only because I like bloody knuckles and bent knees.. I'm a pray for you/and yours. Traded. For them and theirs/where you end...
Monday 17th August 2020 4:59 pm

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