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Saturday, October 20, 2018 2:50 PM In time I found every opportunity op portune fortune, time mine, to do with as I may can please as I please I plea whither's gone me plea were we ever sportin' for sport, or was there always war beings teaching us to winwinwinfightwin blessed samesame happy, abundant haps. How come that old man to his final breath? was he taught to breathe just so many times or was he nothing important with no role? We never knew. he died.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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Saturday, October 20, 2018 2:50 PM In time I found every opportunity op portune fortune, time mine, to do with as I may can please as I please I plea whither's gone me plea were we ever sportin' for sport, or was there always war beings teaching us to winwinwinfightwin blessed samesame happy, abundant haps. How come that old man to his final breath? was he taught to breathe just so many times or was he nothing important with no role? We never knew. he died.
Mysterium tremindum dumb old dude wandering in the wilderness, for fun.
kenpepiton
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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