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he was navy blue and heavy rocks he laughed the way you nervously scuff your feet he was October and raisins he walked the way a bird picks at worms he looked like a well traveled gravel road he was rust he was silver a.h.d.
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
it's not you, but it is you
he was navy blue and heavy rocks he laughed the way you nervously scuff your feet he was October and raisins he walked the way a bird picks at worms he looked like a well traveled gravel road he was rust he was silver a.h.d.
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Mar 30, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
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