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. Come The Open Road awaits • The nighttime prepares Little hostels (Tiny dreams !) Visions of a mother and father Who care •   • Cold cold the winds Blowing thru our solitude The prison of lies The false love we are So inclined to worship • • • Only you and the god of light ! May survive a day round here '
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Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC
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. Come The Open Road awaits • The nighttime prepares Little hostels (Tiny dreams !) Visions of a mother and father Who care •   • Cold cold the winds Blowing thru our solitude The prison of lies The false love we are So inclined to worship • • • Only you and the god of light ! May survive a day round here '
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Yuba city. Cal
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC
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