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It's never dark in newark, the ruddy sickly glow of money spent keeps us safe from night We used to depend on her, her white light reflections was our protection from fear and wonder
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May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
Missing the dark
It's never dark in newark, the ruddy sickly glow of money spent keeps us safe from night We used to depend on her, her white light reflections was our protection from fear and wonder
jake-meizell
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May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
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