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chill of the winter night drifting through the open sunroof throbbing stars a crisp breeze licking our skin invading our bodies with tingling goosebumps slipping ourselves the pill of oblivion drifting into a reality that perhaps only existed in our minds we did believe our imaginations much more comfortably than we would ever believe reality so we sat there slumped on the black leather seats watching the notes spill from the speakers and dissipate into the air
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 5:22 PM UTC
pill of oblivion
chill of the winter night drifting through the open sunroof throbbing stars a crisp breeze licking our skin invading our bodies with tingling goosebumps slipping ourselves the pill of oblivion drifting into a reality that perhaps only existed in our minds we did believe our imaginations much more comfortably than we would ever believe reality so we sat there slumped on the black leather seats watching the notes spill from the speakers and dissipate into the air
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 5:22 PM UTC
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