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Aug 17
The abandoned vehicle
When you've abandoned your vehicle and walked away the thing goes rigid the paint turns grey and when you see it from a dimension above all that's left is the marks o your love.
Written by
Jimmy silker
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   John Edward Smallshaw, Santiago A, Jill and Coleen Mzarriz
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