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Even Dorothy knew better

By law forbid tinted glass it is necessary in my little atom milky way pushed in they are always pushing me somewhere. me to me me, me meeeeeeeeeeee I somehow feel like goat sometimes having that feeling possessed by familiarity of unknown I really wish just once for a change to dance on a happy song statistics said that love of british for a dog lasts until they buy a new couch f*** according to that I quote pretty well you know for a goat my mother thaught me when time changes the record it is good to know how to pick a right bone to make a good soup (and in that, clean faced, swear that we didn't use beef cube) she taught me well when I finally clean up everything from my bag only thing left will be umbrella to keep me safe eventually if it starts to rain someones mother will cry today at least they have annunciate so on the radio

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