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I was sat in a hunk of metal. Soaring through the sky with unfathomable speed. Over countries and cross continents. I was sat in a hunk of metal, thinking of you and what you were doing at that exact moment. Wallowing in my sadness, wishing to feel your embrace.
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
A Hunk of Metal
I was sat in a hunk of metal. Soaring through the sky with unfathomable speed. Over countries and cross continents. I was sat in a hunk of metal, thinking of you and what you were doing at that exact moment. Wallowing in my sadness, wishing to feel your embrace.
theivy
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
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