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Here i will boast About the family that I chose About what's just a friday to the most Cloudy night Everything is alright As a bottle of wine falls On what's left of a table that has lived it all Rolling a joint Making a point On a too small of a couch A moment of happiness A moment in which all makes sense A moment in which nothing matters A moment of laughter A moment of tears That's all you'll find here Hit the joint Drink the wine Everything is fine Again And be ready to restart tomorrow it's Saturday night
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 11:35 PM UTC
Just a regular weekend
Here i will boast About the family that I chose About what's just a friday to the most Cloudy night Everything is alright As a bottle of wine falls On what's left of a table that has lived it all Rolling a joint Making a point On a too small of a couch A moment of happiness A moment in which all makes sense A moment in which nothing matters A moment of laughter A moment of tears That's all you'll find here Hit the joint Drink the wine Everything is fine Again And be ready to restart tomorrow it's Saturday night
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 11:35 PM UTC
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