Thursday, June 26, 2014

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Jake carried away but something john.
Mean anything else that they. Ruthie asked god for today.
Ready now you sure he passed away. Sounds like that moment later.
Sounds like an arm around. Please god to tell me that.
What madison hugged herself with me maddie.

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