THREE SYLLABLES, EIGHT LETTERS
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Complete Sun, Aug 14, 2016<5 mins
Bullying
No one likes it
Not even the bullies
There is a reason they do it
There is a reason for everything
This is what I think
And hopefully you do too.
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