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Always say, hitchers be wary... Rain drives eve, dark assassin Pitied her, my new companion Soaking wet in dress pale blue Dropped her in Archer Avenue Her shadow gone, in car though Inside phosphorescently aglow While clouds tumbled, chill scary Had I driven Resurrection Mary?
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Pale hitcher
Always say, hitchers be wary... Rain drives eve, dark assassin Pitied her, my new companion Soaking wet in dress pale blue Dropped her in Archer Avenue Her shadow gone, in car though Inside phosphorescently aglow While clouds tumbled, chill scary Had I driven Resurrection Mary?
Rm is a ghost which is said to seek rides to the Chicago cemetery
andrew-taylor
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
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