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a traveler lost is a destination out of reach seeker of ancient patches of soil the migrant soon discovers borders separate levels of poverty home is here see a destination out of reach without fees without land without love without humanity do you know where you are headed, traveler? let us drink more water and beer and thank the ones with loose mouths for their oral culture ask those in front for way of passage, they say listen to the loose mouths traveler.
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 5:45 AM UTC
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a traveler lost is a destination out of reach seeker of ancient patches of soil the migrant soon discovers borders separate levels of poverty home is here see a destination out of reach without fees without land without love without humanity do you know where you are headed, traveler? let us drink more water and beer and thank the ones with loose mouths for their oral culture ask those in front for way of passage, they say listen to the loose mouths traveler.
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South Africa,Johannesburg
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 5:45 AM UTC
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