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You weren’t blinded by the telephone call that brought me here. Sunday was supposed to talk to them. They're out of my life. I gotta get home. Oan't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday!
You weren’t blinded by the telephone call that brought me here. Sunday was supposed to talk to them. They're out of my life. I gotta get home. Oan't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday!
If your humanity
Is hard to prove
Drop me an email
And I'll let you through