Same type as you, whatever that is.
He's an even bigger ****** though.
Same type as you, whatever that is.
He's an even bigger ****** though.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
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