were she even my friend
where is she ever my friend. I think this is the end. she's the reason I cry. Wil I ever die is she even here . I don't even fear. I know her well . but I'm afraid I have the yell. she thinks I'm happy. she always needs here nappy. I think it done . and she's dum.
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