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The car chase left us cold in the castle’s shadow so I gave you my hooded top. It was a gamble, how soon we might expect the open road so we headed south. Migrating past former lives. Old shops never seen lit and the remains of hesitant giants. The way home showed us what had changed and what could not. You smiled from under the hood. Tony Noon
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Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 6:26 AM UTC
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The car chase left us cold in the castle’s shadow so I gave you my hooded top. It was a gamble, how soon we might expect the open road so we headed south. Migrating past former lives. Old shops never seen lit and the remains of hesitant giants. The way home showed us what had changed and what could not. You smiled from under the hood. Tony Noon
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Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 6:26 AM UTC
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