.:.•Northern Downpour•.:.
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Última publicación mar, jul 2, 2019
"Isn't Northern Downpour another way to say you're crying?"
"I-.. Oh.."
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The ink is running toward the page, it's chasin' off the days; Look back at both feet and that winding knee.. I missed your skin when you were east, you clicked your heels and wished for me..
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