Couple Of Kids
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Your find this amazing singer, and songwriter sitting under the weeping willow tree you always sit under during lunch and free period. He comes once a week on random days beating you there most of the time but one day you got there five minutes early...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OADtm1NWF7s
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