are gonna’ come back to you one by one
you just never know where your path is going lead, i guess. well, that’s not strictly true since all paths pass through life and death eventually, but as to this one’s particular course, topography & roadside attractions, hell, it’s hard enough to determine the color or texture of the branch six inches in front of [...]
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