I went lickety splitly.
out to my old fifty five...
I can hear the wind a blowing through my mind.
just the way it used to do.
through the georgia pines...
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new zealand is the place where the baby is always chucked out with the bathwater, no one says what they mean, and whatever policy plank anyo...
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