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Wind in my hair Fingertips grasp for the sunlight through the looking glass All of these places (empty spaces) and all of these people (blurred faces) are so beautiful to drive by, but will I ever want to stop?
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:01 PM UTC
Tires on Pavement
Wind in my hair Fingertips grasp for the sunlight through the looking glass All of these places (empty spaces) and all of these people (blurred faces) are so beautiful to drive by, but will I ever want to stop?
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:01 PM UTC
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