At day’s closing, I felt a discomfort within
So I drove alone, ascending an ancient plain
Through autumn’s veil, unfolds a neon sea
And I searched miles and miles for its edge
Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 11:23 PM UTC
At day’s closing, I felt a discomfort within
So I drove alone, ascending an ancient plain
Through autumn’s veil, unfolds a neon sea
And I searched miles and miles for its edge
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