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every so often when the streetlights disappear from the motorway stars appear in a sky far from the city i found one and hoping it was still alive i wished for you, you, you until i saw my reflection in the car window and wondered what kind of God would ever grant a wish like that
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC
motion sickness
every so often when the streetlights disappear from the motorway stars appear in a sky far from the city i found one and hoping it was still alive i wished for you, you, you until i saw my reflection in the car window and wondered what kind of God would ever grant a wish like that
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC
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