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Apr 2013
After this I got myself out of dodge
I got myself into one
No sooner than
Before it began
Before you know it
I went missing
In a camper van

habit is becoming routine
hobbies are becoming addictions
I realized this while doing hallucinogens
And I remembered when I said than more then I began
I miss you mom,
and im a long way from home

Scenarios aren’t that serious
And road trips don't smell as bad as the scenery

If you travel I will
If we meet again
If we meet on land
We will travel by water
Separate ourselves by air
By plane
My pain won’t last
Long enough to know you
And I wont ask your name
Its not a game
It’s a play

Are you alright?
That’s good,
Because I’m okay

Others may have experienced more than I have
But you try hard and then you get it right
Sean Banks
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Sean Banks  Vancouver Island
(Vancouver Island)   
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