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I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in everything becomes tight
I was was before was was was.
Who keeps the ocean clean?
Digital white-out.
I look at you you look at me I raise my right you raise your left.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk