I'm tempted to root for your pick, but I'll root for you instead.
I'm half-convinced they leave of their own accord, seeking freedom and fame probably. I dunno where they go, but they disappear into thin air.
I'm tempted to root for your pick, but I'll root for you instead.
I'm half-convinced they leave of their own accord, seeking freedom and fame probably. I dunno where they go, but they disappear into thin air.
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