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by @ashley-kinnick

black coffee 6 a.m. old garages tomato sandwiches toy planes still in the plastic Margaritaville on casette tape Sunday's are car dealership days tabasco sauce on every dish two-bite pinchers when we were kids   every boy's name is Mitch
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May 27, 2015
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#death#loss#missing
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