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Nov 2016
Sitting at this train park realizing it's one of the only places I remember down here.
There's new paint on everything, and it doesn't look the same.
It was all wore down the last time I was here.
But that's whats beautiful when something gets ruined, it can come back as something better.
You just have to put in the work.
Robert Levandowski
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Robert Levandowski  Minnesota / The Moon
(Minnesota / The Moon)   
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