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Nov 2016
If I met myself in a gas station in ten years
it would be in Laramie Wyoming
The fog forming a translucent lavender blanket
Drops of hail hit the gravel
like shots raining down on school campuses
Written by
Eleanor
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       Lior Gavra, Woody, Ramin Ara, Johnny Scarlotti and ---
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