it's been seen π
I had a dream that one day, we'll be seen for our music for our curves let us, be heard over the world. Taste our pain don't be a shame. You like the way my hair is layered or is my style too wild to get paid. Does my way of thinking sink in or is my words out of reach to teach. Am I to be seated in a double dabbling surgeon grabber. Blue's got a clue.
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