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Mar 2017
I'm tired of letting my high hopes destroy me.

It hurts, but I have to let go sooner or later.

I'm done.
storm siren
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storm siren  26/Neither/Hell or High Water
(26/Neither/Hell or High Water)   
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   Breeze-Mist, --- and Keith Wilson
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