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[boborama]

i remember years ago (and i cant believe that it really was YEARS ago) laying in a backyard just looking at the sky with some of the most influential people i have ever met. we just sat there next to a fire and looked up at the stars while making jokes with one another. there were many nights like that one. sometimes i wish that i could go back to

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[play_hardtoget]

i like to think the bigest care on thoes nights was who messed up the groove of the swing's swing. and if we had the right things for smores. growing up happens slowly but hits you like a rock.