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Time For T.......I pledge to thee My love you will Always see. One wrist, two wrist Maybe even three, four Means it's a score. I'm scared can't you See as I sit down to Serve myself up my own Blood red tea. Sorry, looks as though I'm lost to all. G. Williams To all that read this if these thoughts have or do cross your mind remember there are people out here who care. Reach out and we'll be there for you in your time of need. Love to all.
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