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I need you to follow this road, A bumpy one in fact, If you help me out, We can make a pact. This road I call life, Has many routs, Some bad, some good, But almost all make us pout. So pick one, That suites you, That you can handle, You can't loose. Make a pact, And group together, Take a rest, One after another.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Date: 6/15/2016 11:16:00 PM
Nice to read Robert, skat
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