Word Salsa #2204

So, put on my thigh. How you Think my life while wheelie poppin!
Si! Soy Mexicano-Chicano bajo el sueno, deseo, crezco Mi in that mattered to the sunlight’s spinning across the cemetery far must run out! from Slavery Freedom from my brothers’ hits and he said the hot or blue. funneling my age to have emailed me more clean paper.
Cousins playing tug of dying yet, no se creen, yo no me!


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