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Forlorn Fringe
16.8.08 . 11:53 |
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When immaturity steps up to a new level and proper authority takes a back seat, displaced spirits solicit control while running high and wild.Be careful what you wish for,Stay-in-bunk field camp up next. Shouldn't have left my notebook behind. The colours are departed and there are 101 weeks to go. Labels: army, figurative, lyrics |
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