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みかん箱
A METRIC UNIT OF FRUITS
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Created on 2015-12-02 12:08:20 (#2467723), last updated 2020-08-03 (284 weeks ago)
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| Name: | CITRUS FROM AFAR |
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| Membership: | Moderated |
| Posting Access: | All Members |
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livelikewe'redying Sometimes we fall down and cant get back up Were hiding behind skin thats too tough How come we dont say I love you enough Till its too late, its not too late Our hearts are hungry for a food that wont come We could make a feast from these crumbs And were all staring down the barrel of a gun So if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you wouldve done Lookin at the hand of the time weve been given here This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin it Every second counts on a clock thats tickin We only got 86 400 seconds in a day To turn it all around or throw it all away Tell em that we love em while we got the chance to say |
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