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Dec 2013
Wash my car and wash my hands, I’ll go wherever I land.
Roll down the windows, play the music loud.
This is where we are
Let’s have a ride on this road, find a place to just leave a note.
Lookin’ out far ahead , never forgetten’ where I’ve been
Kyle Hughes
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