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May 30
Driving down a dimly lit highway
Bruised knees, scuffed knuckles, and ****** gums
A pocket full of nickels and a belly full of bourbon

Speeding far away from everything I love; as it burns in the rear view

Searching for a pay phone

So I can call and see if you made it out in time
Kevin Seiler
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Kevin Seiler  33/M/CNY
(33/M/CNY)   
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