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| John I know you still think about me. | |
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| I will cut off my hand before i reach for you Abigail | |
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| Abigail what were you doing in the forest | |
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| we were just dancing uncle nothing more just sport. | |
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| If any of you say anything about what we were really doing in the forest | |
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| we wont abby we wont tell a soul. | |
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