Brothers

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How much alike we are
We could be long lost brothers,
We even think the same
You know there may be others...

Can you name that tune?

Lvb


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  1. M!k@hMay 20, 2012 at 8:23 PM

    if u ever post a picture of me like that again then im gonna run away.

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