Luck of the draw

Eugene OR

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I’ve turned down the lights, the bed and the voices inside my head…. Unlimited patience isn’t a virtue it’s a crutch. Nothing lasts forever and sad country songs don’t suit me. Best of luck for the Irish in you, even if it’s only Jamison’s whiskey 🥃 It’s like that little Texas tune what might’ve been. Your eyes were brown, your hair was long and because the dreams you dreamed were behind close doors they were easy to ignore. You did love your trees.