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Gone, Left that's what I did. No more cold heartless weather. Down to where the Devil lost his Shiny Golden Fiddle. Reckless behavior from a devil nonetheless, to a redneck who’s seen worse. The clearest “Water” around, soaked with pineapples. Thunderstorms that speak of the dark truths Mama’s sweet angels fighting. Military
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Jul 29, 2022
Jul 29, 2022 at 8:03 PM UTC
Georgia Summer
Gone, Left that's what I did. No more cold heartless weather. Down to where the Devil lost his Shiny Golden Fiddle. Reckless behavior from a devil nonetheless, to a redneck who’s seen worse. The clearest “Water” around, soaked with pineapples. Thunderstorms that speak of the dark truths Mama’s sweet angels fighting. Military
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Jul 29, 2022
Jul 29, 2022 at 8:03 PM UTC
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