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Jul 2018
We hauled hay, picked watermelons and worked in grocery stores.
We picked up our girlfriends on Friday nights and hoped that we would score.
We drank trashcan punch out by the lake soaking in the sun.
we did stupid **** when we were young, but man did we have fun.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   River
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