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The rolling waves of the motorway, Stretching on to the horizon, Yet still clawing at my mind. You perpetuate my insanity, Fueling the destruction of my flesh. Yet when you are absent, Rest will not come with silence.
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
Motorway
The rolling waves of the motorway, Stretching on to the horizon, Yet still clawing at my mind. You perpetuate my insanity, Fueling the destruction of my flesh. Yet when you are absent, Rest will not come with silence.
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
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