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Types types I hear listin' from your tongue A shocking defined border Bubbling like ecstatic vital juices raining in a non-void of childhood fun **** Fire truck on the freeway, traffic keeping up Speeds off left in the unblinking evening musk Smell of fish wafts, sickening memories of love once common re-emerge Stuck Blaring a block behind Bearing in I wrap my fingers on the wheel it takes the corner behind me the magnified planet up there in the evening cold leers and basks over one cortisoluted fold
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
Freeway
Types types I hear listin' from your tongue A shocking defined border Bubbling like ecstatic vital juices raining in a non-void of childhood fun **** Fire truck on the freeway, traffic keeping up Speeds off left in the unblinking evening musk Smell of fish wafts, sickening memories of love once common re-emerge Stuck Blaring a block behind Bearing in I wrap my fingers on the wheel it takes the corner behind me the magnified planet up there in the evening cold leers and basks over one cortisoluted fold
nathan-burgess
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
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