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Aug 2011
The night needs to keep running,
And i hope it never gets tired.
On & on, on, on.
There's no promise of the next day,
Next day was never gone.
Midnight hour struck. Im into the two passed that.
1, 2, 3, & 4 in the morning are to start over.
Im not going back.
Add i didn't see the path to Sunday, i just kept on moving forward.
In between the undulating hours of Saturday and Sunday i plan to live.
Time took it's toll but a bigger taker told me to take my toll back.
..Endless. Im a **** to the time tickers temptress.
I won't forget my past, everything else..
But please come visit me soon ?
I need to stay here;
And memories don't live like people do.


Travel & Travel. Different locations are in different times.
Patricio Salazar
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