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We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when, as came as some suprise I spoke into his eyes, you mast have died along a long long time ago, Oh No, Not me, I never lost control You're face, to face with the man who sold the world.
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home, I searched for form and land, years and years ago, we must have died along, a long, long time ago, Oh No not us we never lost control your face, to face with the man who sold the world.
awesomelord123 added this comment 2009-12-16 17:19:52-06:00
NOT THE POINT
squog added this comment 2009-12-15 19:06:58-06:00
how much did he make?
awesomelord123 added this comment 2009-12-16 17:19:52-06:00
NOT THE POINT
squog added this comment 2009-12-15 19:06:58-06:00
how much did he make?