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beauty queen I recall in fact or fiction
ain’t a matter now I was gone from the start
our first meeting I forgot the time warp
and i fucking love your cupcake chest
sixteen and library feelings mistake
i was blown then special k breakfast
sorry i haven’t seen you soon
i’ve been locked away bored
and I had that saturn named after you ©
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