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Sep 2014
Guilty of every actionn I've never wanted to commit and in the glowing trees that grow from my brown heart I can still pretend to hear your voice a thousand miles aways, we want to think that we ****** up and the truthh is still buried in the sands of our details pointless arguments that reached pointless conclusions

That always seemed to make you and I better peopless...
Luis Munoz Tapia Felipe
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Luis Munoz Tapia Felipe  New Orleans
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