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Sep 2014
We traded car rides for skylines in cities we never share.
And when I'm driving I'm still wishing that you were there.
Wrapped in a blanket, or my jacket, and playing with your hair.
We'd go on adventures, roads open. I'll take you anywhere.
Daniel Mashburn
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Daniel Mashburn  28/M/Cumming, GA
(28/M/Cumming, GA)   
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