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A.M.Z

I wish I would have known it was coming. I hated her know. She made me lose all of my friends. You betryed me. Don't talk to me. Don't walk with me. Don't sit with me. I am going UP my own stairs. So Adiós or for you who can't spell, goodbye. =[]=





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