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Quazzies Solo Suffa

Who's words whisper that mornings might find us together simple things to create a realness who invented love to sell it's worth beyond need to see pass the newing beyond the expectation to be in the greatest of beleiving and unchanged if questioned might the folies of those divisive folk never undermine our togetherness that we shall be as one together in love

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Date: 5/21/2018 12:11:00 PM
Sweet sounds of good ole fashion funk, or should I say Phunk, pea, h, oh inn kay, which ever way you say it just say it right,! Don't stop dancing til the music stop's!
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Date: 5/21/2018 12:08:00 PM
It's better sometime better then the other's, I get the job done, it often satisfy's.
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