On the night of August 7, 1989 a small boy was born. His name you ask? Does it really matter? So as I was saying, this small boy, he was no ordinary boy, and everyone could see that. He lived his life like a person should. Curiosity lit his paths. No fear, no regrets. He lived life to its fullest, squeezing all the juice from the lemons,
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And where are you child?? I haven't spoken to you in FOREVER!
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merry christmas sam my boy
holla at a playa sometime
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mucho love!!!
<3 adriana
sam..i havent talked to you in YEARS..holla at me -pops collar-
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holla at us...
mucho <3
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