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   She loved my truck.

  Saud I might have luck

  Fuck.

  She gave this boy

  a lot of jot

  Bed, all thoughtys in my head

  `She said she was free at 11.  I in Heaven.

  Free at 10.  Till then, then.

     The best I'd seen all day.

  I was from home, a long way.

    A long way from home.  All alone.

        All night.  She was a sight.  A delight

   Wanted to know

  where I was giing to go.

  Asked if I could stay.

  Said it would be ok.

  I had to go.  She said no.

  Awau.  She said no way.