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For them who dwell in mindful wanderlust, their love, the road; their home, the road, To grapple their love, their home, We dont give them their birth right, cos we, the orderly chaotic, they, allow me to rephrase, say, keep order!! To hell with the gatekeepers, Let's hop borders shall we? before all that's left to hop, are landless latitudes!!
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Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 10:35 AM UTC
The Cross Country Project
For them who dwell in mindful wanderlust, their love, the road; their home, the road, To grapple their love, their home, We dont give them their birth right, cos we, the orderly chaotic, they, allow me to rephrase, say, keep order!! To hell with the gatekeepers, Let's hop borders shall we? before all that's left to hop, are landless latitudes!!
vivek-bhargav
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Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 10:35 AM UTC
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