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They asked me who i would need on a deserted island and i decided it was you
my cousin, my sister, my best friend all wrapped in one
while you are not food or water and we will probably die because of this choice...
i still choose you because
at least on our way to inevitable death we would spend the time laughing
dancing
do what we do best
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