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The Weeknd has really outdone himself. This song with Ed Sheeran is my life! We buried the cremains of my grandfather this last Wed and I had really had a rough day...week...year...but when I have my favorite pastime (music) I can live through anything. My job is looking up for the better. I feel a lot more confident. Just some more fine tuning and I will be more than good, I will be great. Hoping to have a a regular weekend with eating and drinking and being merry. Everything for now is coming up roses, all the bills are paid, and my kids are happy. What else can a person want-just chasing the dream. I am a prisoner to perfection. So far I am happily locked up right now. That is all for now.

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