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There is a loneliness felt with the snow falling headlights reveal only what lies ahead perhaps winter chose for us the easiest path your body shifts closer to the door as I catch my breath at every turn your hands let go for just a moment and home feels a million breaths away...
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC
Sunday Night Drive
There is a loneliness felt with the snow falling headlights reveal only what lies ahead perhaps winter chose for us the easiest path your body shifts closer to the door as I catch my breath at every turn your hands let go for just a moment and home feels a million breaths away...
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC
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