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Pouring rain; blubird skies, through sleet and snow, to my demise. It brings me happiness hope, and joy, in the end skiings my soul,and through fall and spring i need to know, when's the sky, bringing snow.
-Troy Murdough
AKILLAS can eat my ass with a knife
