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To my Naija King in S.S. Maryland. You were fine as a glass of wine. And we even drank wine in coffee mugs after our intense night of the ghetto kamasutra. I was the Asian girly boy that you used to sneak through the basement of your parents home. If you are reading this, tell me the song I liked.... and what kind of wine we drank.
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