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4/11/2015 Today I woke up after a long tribulation, got up found my way down and remembered how to make myself coffee. I couldn't help but feel a longsword in my lungs when I looked over the ridge and started to see green colored oaks.
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
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4/11/2015 Today I woke up after a long tribulation, got up found my way down and remembered how to make myself coffee. I couldn't help but feel a longsword in my lungs when I looked over the ridge and started to see green colored oaks.
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
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