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Lay your world at my feet. Only then can we climb all of the little successes Leading us to the bigger picture. At worst a graveyard of memories and futures never had. Of mewling infants Lost treasures Sleepless nights. What say you now, little man? All that was to be said has been said? Oh yes, you were the sand I was trying to hold. Hanging Hanging Hanging Drink Drank Drunk
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 2:29 PM UTC
Goodbye Walter
Lay your world at my feet. Only then can we climb all of the little successes Leading us to the bigger picture. At worst a graveyard of memories and futures never had. Of mewling infants Lost treasures Sleepless nights. What say you now, little man? All that was to be said has been said? Oh yes, you were the sand I was trying to hold. Hanging Hanging Hanging Drink Drank Drunk
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 2:29 PM UTC
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