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Streetlights.

Its ten pm and the lights are so much brighter the roads feel so much longer and every figure is moving. I'm not going crazy the dark just does crazy things to your mind when you're lost in thought on the highway. and the streetlights don't seem quite bright enough. not yet. don't know when. but all I know is I need to find my way home.
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