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Oct 2014
with a body of sculpted spaghetti
moving along the freeway
my eyes on full beam, its night
Way before I reach destinations end
and daylight finds me out , again
I switch off, and stick out my thumb
Written by
nivek
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     nivek, --- and Erenn
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