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I always enjoy flying high, but many things bring me back down, so I grow a beard I am up to see another adventure that I indulge as I shave. My heart beat drops, of memory of you, and what should have become, so I grow a beard I converse with new souls that pick me up , shall i shave. As all things, life complicates and freedom of thinking is defused, so I grow a beard I overcome the difficulties and see new opportunity, only to shave. Once again the thought of you, and stress lowers me to a place where I grow a beard. I only shaved a little as I know what means to me.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
Beard of emotions
I always enjoy flying high, but many things bring me back down, so I grow a beard I am up to see another adventure that I indulge as I shave. My heart beat drops, of memory of you, and what should have become, so I grow a beard I converse with new souls that pick me up , shall i shave. As all things, life complicates and freedom of thinking is defused, so I grow a beard I overcome the difficulties and see new opportunity, only to shave. Once again the thought of you, and stress lowers me to a place where I grow a beard. I only shaved a little as I know what means to me.
highs and lows of life
thomas-m-franey
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
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