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No Audioi sit with my legs crossed, on an old wooden chair, reluctantly to the vicar blabbing about how nice my mum was, the tears in my eyes are dry and im staring at my fingernails
No Audioi sit with my legs crossed, on an old wooden chair, reluctantly to the vicar blabbing about how nice my mum was, the tears in my eyes are dry and im staring at my fingernails
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