My old friend, I recall
The times we had hanging on my wall
I wouldn't trade them for gold
Cause they laugh and they cry me
Somehow sanctify me
They're woven in the stories I have told
And tell again
My old friend, I apologize
For the years that have passed
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but if were gonna guess ill say dana
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like i told you already.
it's not that faggot.
noooo way.
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sage :)
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:)
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much love
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what the hell.
you tweeker.
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