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Tied to the tracks you can hear the inevitable: Whistle blows in the distance and it must be getting closer; but you've been lying here for years.
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Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 12:52 AM UTC
Sadness accrues
Tied to the tracks you can hear the inevitable: Whistle blows in the distance and it must be getting closer; but you've been lying here for years.
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Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 12:52 AM UTC
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