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Not One Hours Rest, Moon Still Standing Nice and Tall Stars Still Hanging on, You Ride Hazily and Lazily to The City Train Station Seeing Faces, Seeing Slouched Shoulders, Seeing Tired Eyes all around you Waiting and Thinking of Home, Observing Yet Constantly Yawning In No Time You Are Propelled Forwards and Out Through the City Limits Metal Container Rattling, No Snooze Alarm for the Rising Sun The City Dissolves into the Back of Your Eyes as You Hit A Tunnel and Enter the Suburban Void Suddenly Fantastic Splotches of Greenery Drift into Sight, Dabs of Golden Light Float Like Dandelion Spores in The Air People Move Up and Down the Carriage Schizophrenically, Fidgeting, Never Considering Sitting Still, Not Even Once Please Just Look Out the Window Outside Battered Tree Trunks Lay Lifelessly in the Middle of Wondrous Sprawling Fields Clouds Ripple Insanely Throughout the Horizon, Livestock Enjoying Themselves While They Still Can What Follows This is a Series of Dilapidated Sheds and Abandoned Roads Leading Up into the Hills so Jagged They Must Have Been Cut by a One Single Colossal Breadknife
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
Not One Hours Rest
Not One Hours Rest, Moon Still Standing Nice and Tall Stars Still Hanging on, You Ride Hazily and Lazily to The City Train Station Seeing Faces, Seeing Slouched Shoulders, Seeing Tired Eyes all around you Waiting and Thinking of Home, Observing Yet Constantly Yawning In No Time You Are Propelled Forwards and Out Through the City Limits Metal Container Rattling, No Snooze Alarm for the Rising Sun The City Dissolves into the Back of Your Eyes as You Hit A Tunnel and Enter the Suburban Void Suddenly Fantastic Splotches of Greenery Drift into Sight, Dabs of Golden Light Float Like Dandelion Spores in The Air People Move Up and Down the Carriage Schizophrenically, Fidgeting, Never Considering Sitting Still, Not Even Once Please Just Look Out the Window Outside Battered Tree Trunks Lay Lifelessly in the Middle of Wondrous Sprawling Fields Clouds Ripple Insanely Throughout the Horizon, Livestock Enjoying Themselves While They Still Can What Follows This is a Series of Dilapidated Sheds and Abandoned Roads Leading Up into the Hills so Jagged They Must Have Been Cut by a One Single Colossal Breadknife
#train#rest#city#slouched#mountains#sky#yawning#home
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
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