the skies were oh, so blue and the music never sounded sweeter. music notes floated in the air like flower petals and our feet were dirty as dirty could be. whiskey on our breath and pains in our hearts; covered in bruises and scars that would never heal completely, the wind blowing through our ears and tobacco smoke filling our every pore.

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death always catches up to us somehow and we just didn't care.

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