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Standing in the dark Tired of walking My limbs feel numb My hands feel cold The streetlights say good night Except for one That greets me a taxi with flickering lights I start waving, calling, screaming But the car doesn't move I try to get closer But the distance feels the same When will the taxi start to move? Will it come towards me? Or will it drive away?
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Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 10:54 AM UTC
Taxi Cab
Standing in the dark Tired of walking My limbs feel numb My hands feel cold The streetlights say good night Except for one That greets me a taxi with flickering lights I start waving, calling, screaming But the car doesn't move I try to get closer But the distance feels the same When will the taxi start to move? Will it come towards me? Or will it drive away?
DJQuill
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Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 10:54 AM UTC
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