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California is burning with premature smiles, highways littered with mechanical insects, foaming at the mouths They make a beeline for the stairs, going nowhere they sigh and wonder how or why they got packed in so tight; *we're much better than sardines, much better than peas* Another valley is carved across a November sunset The bridge smiles upon these fiendish ghouls, sheds a few fall leaves and opens it's arms wide; welcoming the ever flowing upper/middle class tide.
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
the rules of a sunset
California is burning with premature smiles, highways littered with mechanical insects, foaming at the mouths They make a beeline for the stairs, going nowhere they sigh and wonder how or why they got packed in so tight; *we're much better than sardines, much better than peas* Another valley is carved across a November sunset The bridge smiles upon these fiendish ghouls, sheds a few fall leaves and opens it's arms wide; welcoming the ever flowing upper/middle class tide.
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
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