Pound, pound, pound.
recovered.
Birthday blasts.
thank you.
Survived another season of those lights of insanity.
Someone is on my mind..again. thank god its not colorado...
the swamp is easier to walk on... i might stay.
Time for a nap...when is it time to run away again?
-Coal
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