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Gold from straw.
I've never been one with a lucky draw,but I turn my luck into a quick guffaw.
9 years 3 months ago
Sydney the mature, intelligent, inviting, and yet humble one?
Yea, she's FLAWESS.
9 years 3 months ago
I'm not good at this
Hold my hand darling please don't leave
This isn't love it plain to see
9 years 3 months ago
They are standing right there
And deserve to be treated fair
It is time to lend a hand
9 years 3 months ago