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Word on it being 65. Was fucking beautiful.
Also uhh...I got good beer today? Really having the window open with the crisp clean winter air while it was 65 out was the highlight of my day, so much so that it erased anything else that may have been good.
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oh sometimes the blues is just a passing bird
and why can't that always be
tossing aside from your birches crown
just enough dark to see
how you're the light over me
last.fm
blog deal (updated 12/22/11)
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