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Blame Your Choice

Don't blame her don't call her a misfortune Stop calling her a good for nothing Stop saying she is a devil in sheep wool stop the baptism with evil names Blame yourself it's your choice You choose to look at the size of her breast You looked how loaded she was at the back Ooh what did you call it? Size8, Coca-Cola shape Don't call her a witch, she never bewitched her shape Don't think the beauty of a cake determine it sweetness And then a gain not all glitter is gold And chooses have consequences so Bare

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Date: 6/4/2023 4:47:00 AM
Variety is the spice of life. Wouldn't it be boring if everyone was the same.
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Date: 9/20/2021 5:41:00 AM
Aint that the truth; a lesson for the world even outside of personal relationships -- if one wants a better experience, environment, start by changing self....
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