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Shirley you jest. They play the lands softest schedule. Each other. |
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As for the DeadSox......
..People see them all the time. They're everywhere. They don't know that they're dead. |
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But in all seriousness.....use these fine woods for fine work.
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Fine work.
Where did you find this photo of Alan Speegish as a youth? |
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The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon.
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WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. |