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ruffling through the cedar she plucked the cigar from her palms and into the pocket of his plaid button-up it was in these moments that we steered away from our harsh reality
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
Ol' Button-Up
ruffling through the cedar she plucked the cigar from her palms and into the pocket of his plaid button-up it was in these moments that we steered away from our harsh reality
For my Pappy. I love you. October 10, 2018
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17/Neither/Gilcrease Orchard
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
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