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Driving rolling over humanity paying more attention to my directions than life. Stopped at the corner, onto the Highway of Kings. You're wearing khakis and a blazer, brown loafers and a green derby cap. Rolling your floral print luggage, the only flowers in the area. A knock off Louis V. What is in that suitcase? Your life? Do you notice me stare? I am looking for my right turn lane. Forgotten tomorrow.
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 1:22 PM UTC
Ode to the Man with the Floral Print Luggage Walking Down Kingshighway
Driving rolling over humanity paying more attention to my directions than life. Stopped at the corner, onto the Highway of Kings. You're wearing khakis and a blazer, brown loafers and a green derby cap. Rolling your floral print luggage, the only flowers in the area. A knock off Louis V. What is in that suitcase? Your life? Do you notice me stare? I am looking for my right turn lane. Forgotten tomorrow.
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 1:22 PM UTC
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