The Birth Of June
A Bird & A Tiger Walked Into A Bar On One Woman
At The Beginning Of This, The Ninth Day Of November Two Thousand Ten, She Did Make Them Growl
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While I Was Waiting 5 More Minutes At 11:38, I Was Told There Became A New June at 09:41
Hi, How Are You. He Sings To Me:
“Now The Fires That Burn Are More Than What She Started
And Now As The Story Goes Another Day Is Dying”
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“Death Can Take You For A Ride Like A Bird That’s Falling”