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But the Lord will choose a partner for me, are you the one? come let us see. You're challenged to know a thing or two, about talking to men in public, do you? We can be rough and without feelings, with miss-chosen words and greetings. All in all, the odds are against us, Wouldn't you agree, is it a consensus? The goal of this monumental rhyme is to concentrate on time. there is little left do not bereft the lonely past is present NOW WOW !
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