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My chest is tender I can see through the timber I'd like to live where summer is forever Give December depression a run for its money.
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 3:42 AM UTC
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My chest is tender I can see through the timber I'd like to live where summer is forever Give December depression a run for its money.
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 3:42 AM UTC
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