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Anchormen every morning Famed KC's three-sided hub. Traffic northbound, Southbound, Eastbound, Westbound. Honks and blinkers all resound In one ear and out the other, Distant memories of highways I'd never traveled nor cared about. Now you've brought them meaning I've passed over every road Racing to you Then cruising and dreading visits' endings.
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 10:49 PM UTC
Grandview Triangle
Anchormen every morning Famed KC's three-sided hub. Traffic northbound, Southbound, Eastbound, Westbound. Honks and blinkers all resound In one ear and out the other, Distant memories of highways I'd never traveled nor cared about. Now you've brought them meaning I've passed over every road Racing to you Then cruising and dreading visits' endings.
kellyec
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 10:49 PM UTC
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