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Mama didn't live to see 2023
My mama didn't live to see the year 2023. She was a Montana girl from the mountains, you see. For fun she would shoot her guns, or take a motorcycle ride on the mountain side. Camping and drinking. Floating and drinking. Drinking and drinking. One time she went sky diving. She loved her 80's rock and Shinia Twain would always play on our way to the lake for the day.
The peices of her left behind torn apart by vultures standing by keeping a close eye on all those treasures left behind. Hoarding the memories of times gone by.
The peices of her left behind torn apart by vultures standing by keeping a close eye on all those treasures left behind. Hoarding the memories of times gone by.
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