I forgot what I was going to write.
Honesty is a bad trait...
I forgot what I was going to write.
It was so profound,
It spun me around,
I danced to its sound.
But I forgot what I was going to write.
A left handed habit kills.
I forgot what I was going to write.
Honesty is a bad trait...
I forgot what I was going to write.
It was so profound,
It spun me around,
I danced to its sound.
But I forgot what I was going to write.
A left handed habit kills.
I forgot what I was going to write.
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