Garbage Toilet Virginia I hate you so. Every square foot in you I hate with all my soul. Moving vans don’t pay for themselves so I keep working here. Dreams of leaving the nightmare echo my every tear.

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Garbage Toilet Virginia I hate you so. Every square foot in you I hate with all my soul. Moving vans don’t pay for themselves so I keep working here. Dreams of leaving the nightmare echo my every tear.

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