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I christened my passenger seat this morning. I Freed Her of Original Sin, and blessed Her in my own piety; I scrubbed the boys I loved before from the fibres of the fabric and I forgave Her. I condoned rebirth. We celebrate her commitment to True Love, and we move forward in the light of Helios, and we honour Her ceremoniously. She is Changed. She and I run until we run on empty. She carries Truth in Her cushions, and Truth grins at me in the May sunlight. She takes me to the sea and She sets me Free. She carries me to a waterlogged rebirth and soaks up every wrong I brought upon Her. She forgives Me. I am Changed!
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
The Second Running
I christened my passenger seat this morning. I Freed Her of Original Sin, and blessed Her in my own piety; I scrubbed the boys I loved before from the fibres of the fabric and I forgave Her. I condoned rebirth. We celebrate her commitment to True Love, and we move forward in the light of Helios, and we honour Her ceremoniously. She is Changed. She and I run until we run on empty. She carries Truth in Her cushions, and Truth grins at me in the May sunlight. She takes me to the sea and She sets me Free. She carries me to a waterlogged rebirth and soaks up every wrong I brought upon Her. She forgives Me. I am Changed!
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19/michigan
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
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