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|  ART; one two three four five six seven ♥♥♥♥♥Turn away, if you could get me a drink of water? 'cause my lips are chapped and faded..Call my aunt Marie help her gather all my things and bury me in all my favorite colors, my sisters and my brothers, still, I will not kiss you, 'cause the hardest part of this is leaving you. |
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