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There's a recorded thunderstorm rolling across my head, While The National seeps through muffled speakers hidden in the corner. Somehow the pieces are coming together And I'm reminded of Ohio summer. Iced Americanos, cracked windows, steady breeze.
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 7:21 PM UTC
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There's a recorded thunderstorm rolling across my head, While The National seeps through muffled speakers hidden in the corner. Somehow the pieces are coming together And I'm reminded of Ohio summer. Iced Americanos, cracked windows, steady breeze.
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 7:21 PM UTC
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