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It's a tricky facade we entertain with mouths and lips, giving green lights to swaying hips -- Eating white lines with ravenous tires that don't seem to tire. Puffing smoke and chasing barbed wire, a heady velocity. Bleating hunger for the bare ****** road still unstaunched even when leaving boots and combs at home
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Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 9:12 PM UTC
Swollen Road
It's a tricky facade we entertain with mouths and lips, giving green lights to swaying hips -- Eating white lines with ravenous tires that don't seem to tire. Puffing smoke and chasing barbed wire, a heady velocity. Bleating hunger for the bare ****** road still unstaunched even when leaving boots and combs at home
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Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 9:12 PM UTC
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