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Rider on the storm.
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In the great words of WAR:
Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? I seen you 'round for a long, long time, yeah I remembered you when you drink my wine Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends?
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