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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, May 29, 2016<5 mins
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Dark stormy clouds Don't make me proud, It seems like I'm loud. Why not be myself, When people make me, The one you see That I'm me. Love I see, You and me, The best of friends, We have our on land, Don't you know, That I'm loco, For your solo.
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