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Jan 2017
Mile after mile
I'm tapping with my foot on the rythm of the trafficsigns
But also on the beat of the music coming from the radio
With my eyelids I blink the light away from me
I'm letting the silence get to me
The sound of people talking from the seats in front of me
Disappears in the sound of the rain

I'm a poet under influence
Thinking of the good old days
I wrote this in dutch when i was completely wasted
Forgotten
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Forgotten  The Netherlands
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     Lior Gavra, ---, Gidgette, Aeerdna, g and 3 others
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