forth of july was a good time...i hung out at the beach with ris and cait mcneil- softballs were thrown, mothers were hated, firecrakers were dropped in the sewer.
all the makings of a fun day
this lullaby is only a few words a simple run of cords quiet here in this spare room but you can her it, hear it wherever you may go- even if i let you
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