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.:evey: i know where the summer goes
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.:evey: these are the hangover days
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.:evey: bonde do rolê for the third time in toronto // i barely even sweat on the dancefloor
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.:evey: board meeting
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.:evey: i longboard
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.:evey: plug it in (so i can digest you)
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.:evey: the time it leaves you
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.:evey: the wheat fields have nothing to say to me. and that is sad
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.:evey: flying high
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.:evey: Bonde do Rolê
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.:evey: i feel alrite, so please don't get me rescued