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Turning signal lights flashing like uncoordinated fairy lights Beams of street lights conforming to the windscreen of the car Radio static filling your ears like bees in an angry hive Petrol fumes disappearing into the night like clouds High beams temporarily blinding you like the sun does when it wakes up Faces blurred as you pass like birds in fast motion Anonymous. Distant. They do not know me, nor I them.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 6:48 AM UTC
Night
Turning signal lights flashing like uncoordinated fairy lights Beams of street lights conforming to the windscreen of the car Radio static filling your ears like bees in an angry hive Petrol fumes disappearing into the night like clouds High beams temporarily blinding you like the sun does when it wakes up Faces blurred as you pass like birds in fast motion Anonymous. Distant. They do not know me, nor I them.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 6:48 AM UTC
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