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Once upon a time, on the North Shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a quaint house.With lots of woods and gardens to get lost in. On these grounds lived a small girl. And life was pleasant there and very, very simple. But, then one day, the girl grew up and went beyond the walls of the grounds and found the world.
You are so loved. I can't bare you ever being hurt. But your a shit talker not a victim ever. LOL How you do it I have no clue.
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