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*this man of constant tomorrows, hopeful Mondays, bad Fridays, a man of constant sorrows, pictures and poems from a life celebrating constant recalibration, never allowed to forget that the years of lucky will run out, like the string you saved from packages were delivered, when come the years with no luck and no more packages arriving*
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 8:57 AM UTC
this man of constant tomorrows
*this man of constant tomorrows, hopeful Mondays, bad Fridays, a man of constant sorrows, pictures and poems from a life celebrating constant recalibration, never allowed to forget that the years of lucky will run out, like the string you saved from packages were delivered, when come the years with no luck and no more packages arriving*
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 8:57 AM UTC
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