Grey HairA Poem by Davidgeo(if you haven't yet) You're gonna get some... and it's never your fault1 hundred and 47 pounds my darling ice she trickles quickly under 2 hundred tons upon things, so maybe, we never should 'a came here my darling dear, so maybe, this hole its too deep so maybe you will always remember this how it should'a been, so so f*****g preciously precious you idiot we're idiots 1 hundred and you many pounds...
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