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Sep 2023
I drove all night
Through all our highways from hell
But the highways from hell were chaotic
Because of the amount of traffic on them
But what matters to me is you friend
And not all the highways from hell
Because I wanted to see you so badly during the weekend
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
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