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Jul 2018
I'm not hiding or viewing the shadows
I just want the brights to gleam
When the geometry shines through
And I can feel clean.
I just want to touch outer space
Know I'm alive
This dream were all living
Feels like we already died.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
112
   arizona
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