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Mar 2016
I honestly feel lost right now, I miss home witch is my loft, but there is nothing left for me there.  So I'm kinda just drifting along trying to hold my small sinking boat together.  A rope here, scoop out the water there.
I like watching the sun come up and go down
K603
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K603  USA
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