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. . . Tonto I think about a girl, and how she shaped my world. I think about that gal, who did not say farewell. I think about her heart, striped with righteous marks. I think about her passion's part with me. I think about that girl, and how she shaped my world. I think about her truth; her truth so true to me. I think about the times, she danced my simple rhymes, Softly whispering my name gently to me. I think about that girl, and how she shaped my world. I think about her frame laid next to me. I think of steamy times; her sweet sweat with mine. Thanking God that I could be so close to she. I think about that girl, and how she shaped my world. I think about those reigns she holds of me. I think about my time, running hard with rhyme. Looks like she found a path to share with me. I think about that girl, And how she shaped my world.
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