(No Longer) North of Foster, (Still) Left of Center
Monday, April 03, 2017
There are premature goodbyes in the sky
I guess this is goodbye, old pal. You've been a perfect friend. I hate to see us part, old pal. Some day I'll buy you back. I'll see you soon again. I hope that when I do, It won't be on a plate.
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