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my friends, yes, I do miss them. I want them to understand, I'm down when I diss them. These open shores lead to nothing glorious. These closed hands lead to something more than
friends, yes, I do miss them. I want them to understand, I'm down when I diss them. These open shores lead to nothing glorious. These closed hands lead to something more than