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The line of vehicles never end I wonder where they're off to All speeding, occasionally screeching furiously honking and shouting, I wonder where they are off to. They come in all colours, they go away in darkness I sit by the window day after day Wondering where they go off to.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:17 AM UTC
Wondering where They're off to
The line of vehicles never end I wonder where they're off to All speeding, occasionally screeching furiously honking and shouting, I wonder where they are off to. They come in all colours, they go away in darkness I sit by the window day after day Wondering where they go off to.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:17 AM UTC
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