Gone

Tennessee is where I was born and where I’m gonna die. Cause I love them collard greens and pecan pie.—Trolling, fishin’ and blueberry pickin—’ Ain’t even left yet, but I already miss it. It won’t be long until I’m gone, someday soon I’m comin’ back home. During winter of 2016, in a smoky, dimly-lit garage,…

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