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what was that tree of a trunk that I drunk and ate when I was 17 I forget again.
That's where I was. I was there. I was. I...........am
me that's who
pass it on. pass out. pass the gravy.
clean the closet when watches wait patiently, esspecially during snowfall
en over the yellow brick road. Click Click Click Home there is no place so be thankful where you are.
dutch
Saturday, February 25, 2006
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