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Another sun sets in the horizon, but our day is just beginning. We were on a road that led to nowhere. But it didn’t matter, because we couldn’t see the end. And I thought to myself that it would be alright if we postponed all our worries for tomorrow. Like how you went out through the window while your parents were asleep, since we had places to be. Along the way you started complaining that you were hungry, and we were running out of gas, while the only thing I could think about was how perfectly your hand fit in mine. ~D.C.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
The roadtrip we haven't done yet
Another sun sets in the horizon, but our day is just beginning. We were on a road that led to nowhere. But it didn’t matter, because we couldn’t see the end. And I thought to myself that it would be alright if we postponed all our worries for tomorrow. Like how you went out through the window while your parents were asleep, since we had places to be. Along the way you started complaining that you were hungry, and we were running out of gas, while the only thing I could think about was how perfectly your hand fit in mine. ~D.C.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
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