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Shimmers molten road Still air squats, beads, on my brow Summer road trip woes. Seat turns to quick sand Thighs stuck fast can move no more Summer road trip woes. Each breath sighs, heavy Vapoured water chokes the air Summer road trip woes. No soul seen for miles Gauge collapses on empty Woeful road trip end.
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC
Road trip (Haiku)
Shimmers molten road Still air squats, beads, on my brow Summer road trip woes. Seat turns to quick sand Thighs stuck fast can move no more Summer road trip woes. Each breath sighs, heavy Vapoured water chokes the air Summer road trip woes. No soul seen for miles Gauge collapses on empty Woeful road trip end.
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC
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