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I like it when i'm on the stage, but honestly, i would be very happy if i could cut it off, just enjoy my life when i wasn't performing.
-Beyonce Knowles
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Beyonce Knowles
I like it when i'm on the stage, but honestly, i would be very happy if i could cut it off, just enjoy my life when i wasn't performing.
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