never get so attached to a poem, you forget the truth that lacks lyricism.

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My Dad brought me to a Mooseheads game tonight. They played horribley. Half way through we started rooting for the other team. The other team was from Louiston, Maine. We stayed there in the summer time, at the Hampton Inn, where my brother almost gave an old man a heart attack. Almost

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