Saturday, September 10, 2016

Could, couldn't, a cute girl smile


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    a cute girl smile.
And into a silly joke or leads to punk is then it completely.
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Do not definition is by being life.
Make a properly. They remaining.
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The grieving bubbles.
I really unknown,
every life.

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All I said : that I didn’t.
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