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Somewhere on the outskirts of my mind is a train station that leads anywhere... ...anywhere away from here ...here... where all those jumbled screws and knots exist but sometimes the train isn't enough and I wonder why I can't just fly away from all the noise?
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 5:21 AM UTC
All the noise
Somewhere on the outskirts of my mind is a train station that leads anywhere... ...anywhere away from here ...here... where all those jumbled screws and knots exist but sometimes the train isn't enough and I wonder why I can't just fly away from all the noise?
cara-samantha
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 5:21 AM UTC
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