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“As I walked down the road alone, I began to think, What if this is the wrong way, am I about to sink? I saw the light in front of me, and suddently it began to gain. Is it the light in the end of the tunnel, or maybe it’s just a train?” - Staun
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
Train
“As I walked down the road alone, I began to think, What if this is the wrong way, am I about to sink? I saw the light in front of me, and suddently it began to gain. Is it the light in the end of the tunnel, or maybe it’s just a train?” - Staun
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
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