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back where we kissed the first time a gyro and a lemonade in hand and a whiskey on my mind i saw you in a dream last week the smell of expensive cigarettes bathed in **** boring in my mind you were formative to say the least moulding me to meet your every need my seventeen-year-old frame between you and a minivan thrilled to find myself so kissable consumed by the thrill of it all missing the thing that everyone saw
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Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 12:32 AM UTC
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back where we kissed the first time a gyro and a lemonade in hand and a whiskey on my mind i saw you in a dream last week the smell of expensive cigarettes bathed in **** boring in my mind you were formative to say the least moulding me to meet your every need my seventeen-year-old frame between you and a minivan thrilled to find myself so kissable consumed by the thrill of it all missing the thing that everyone saw
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Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 12:32 AM UTC
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