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Sep 2015
I miss getting up early for the practice of Cloquet Lumberjacks.
Helmets and shorts with no contact.
Airs fresh and chill got me fired up.
Lets go before season slips with no love.
The joy of two a days. Game days perfect each Friday.
Ready to hit at practice and ready to beat the team.
Win or lose does not matter I have my pride and a earned jeresey.
This Is Fall, We will kick off in time for 3rd quarter for us to have the ball. I a LumberJack I played For Cloquet and It's the beginning of Fall.
Small moments change a lot and brings the memories of comfort. I love the chills and gold colors.
N.A.H
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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