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Dec 2018
Your heavy, hot air scorches my face
Bumpy, twisting roads lined with leaves of fall
Condensation on the windows
Keep going is the mantra playing in my head
You are fidgeting,
     you're nervous, but what for?
This moment we share is going well
You look swell, you always do
K
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