have a friend right own to the end. she pure and sweet and a little neat. what i tell she join in. proven to me she a friend. a little hard on herself. but she sweet ascn b. ight down to the tell her all i done/ and she just
smiles as i go thru the day i wish i cold stay, instead i leave she had is smile anyway we friend to the end. i can tell you i have a friend.
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