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Mixed – And, A Poem

Run it over, Like fields of Clover. Keep on with the screw face Keep on with the stank face, I’ll be Clutchin’ up to my place. O positive Like ads on Myspace Grinding up to six gear Drive right into my fear Run it over Like a jilted spouse…errr….lover. ig that mixed brother like hating […]

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