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Adam Zambataro carving arrow heads of bedrock wearing red socks and a red hat to match a thin stache above his lip he sips his beer staying clear of any wack conversation says "it lacks demonstration of good character" doesn't care her **** are big or that she digs similar tunes 50's crooners. He lights a 27 parties are fun and all, but bed will be heaven a tired face, and a spent look in his eyes he makes his decision without compromise he puts on his jacket and makes his way home a quiet cold walk where he can finally be alone
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
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Adam Zambataro carving arrow heads of bedrock wearing red socks and a red hat to match a thin stache above his lip he sips his beer staying clear of any wack conversation says "it lacks demonstration of good character" doesn't care her **** are big or that she digs similar tunes 50's crooners. He lights a 27 parties are fun and all, but bed will be heaven a tired face, and a spent look in his eyes he makes his decision without compromise he puts on his jacket and makes his way home a quiet cold walk where he can finally be alone
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Aug 20, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
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