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3:15am when i see cars on the road at this time (the very few there are) i always like to wonder; are they going to pick up a loved one from the airport? are they rushing to the hospital after hearing about an accident? or are they just lonely souls like me, searching desperately for an ounce of humanity, something to fight for, something to cherish, something to keep.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
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3:15am when i see cars on the road at this time (the very few there are) i always like to wonder; are they going to pick up a loved one from the airport? are they rushing to the hospital after hearing about an accident? or are they just lonely souls like me, searching desperately for an ounce of humanity, something to fight for, something to cherish, something to keep.
yas
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
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