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Swerving in, I re-enter A roundabout conversation Driving mindless words You make me flushed It gives me a rush As all of our cars Scramble out of our garages Directionless.
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC
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Swerving in, I re-enter A roundabout conversation Driving mindless words You make me flushed It gives me a rush As all of our cars Scramble out of our garages Directionless.
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC
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