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It is a four way intersection With no street lights. An unlit cigarette It is a car with no headlights No taillights No signals at all It is a hearth with no fire. It is no television It is a chruch with no windows. An unlit candle It is a stage with no spotlight It is a rave with no lazers It is an uncharged cell phone It is never having a cell phone It is crowding to watch an aura boreailois With nothing in the sky It is starless nights It is a storm With no lightning It is a ship sailing to land in a storm With no light house to guide them. It is naked and safe It is surrounded by dark Surrounded by snow Surrounded by spirits It is grey eyes that don't look back they look through you Into the light.
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 8:42 PM UTC
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It is a four way intersection With no street lights. An unlit cigarette It is a car with no headlights No taillights No signals at all It is a hearth with no fire. It is no television It is a chruch with no windows. An unlit candle It is a stage with no spotlight It is a rave with no lazers It is an uncharged cell phone It is never having a cell phone It is crowding to watch an aura boreailois With nothing in the sky It is starless nights It is a storm With no lightning It is a ship sailing to land in a storm With no light house to guide them. It is naked and safe It is surrounded by dark Surrounded by snow Surrounded by spirits It is grey eyes that don't look back they look through you Into the light.
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 8:42 PM UTC
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