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Aug 2014
There's a certain charm to struggle.
A draw to despair.
It's adventurous.
Sleeping in a car.
No idea where you're headed but you're getting there fast that's for **** sure.
The road is an aching souls best friend.
Sundowner
Written by
Sundowner  Kalamazoo
(Kalamazoo)   
646
   quiet is violent
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