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Right foot pressed to the accelerator racing ahead of every car in your vicinity to slide into the left lane and watch the following cars through your rear-view mirror honk and scream alone in vain There’s a wayward shift in speed followed by an anxious whip of a commuter’s head to assure himself that his wagon will clear the space between two cars to his left that come and go sporadically driving quicker as the distant merge begins to appear So when that day rolls around when you find yourself reading bumpers keeping a tenacious grip on that steering wheel racing alongside silhouettes of commuters each determined to be the first one to merge into to left lane and set the speed for following *******
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
The Space Between
Right foot pressed to the accelerator racing ahead of every car in your vicinity to slide into the left lane and watch the following cars through your rear-view mirror honk and scream alone in vain There’s a wayward shift in speed followed by an anxious whip of a commuter’s head to assure himself that his wagon will clear the space between two cars to his left that come and go sporadically driving quicker as the distant merge begins to appear So when that day rolls around when you find yourself reading bumpers keeping a tenacious grip on that steering wheel racing alongside silhouettes of commuters each determined to be the first one to merge into to left lane and set the speed for following *******
Metakosmia
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
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