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I really hope you'll let me be happy this year I just don't know how much of this torture you put me threw I just want a Lil Spaniard to dance with on hard wood floors that the only thing in life, I'd never be able to accomplish because of the way you built me I only like patterns an numbers machines that need fixed so I'd like to find that angel with those scars just like me you kinda broke me so can it be my turn to heal
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