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A pile of miles, standing before my eyes. Watching waiting as the denial excape down the endless miles. And onwards into a weary smile.
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
-Run away.-
A pile of miles, standing before my eyes. Watching waiting as the denial excape down the endless miles. And onwards into a weary smile.
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Nickel
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Nickel
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
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