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Long car rides pointing, turning left and right as we take the empty road. One hand on the steering wheel, and the other interlocked in mine, we created memories. Then you steered right, and I steered left. Now all that remains are the memories in memory lane.
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
Memory Lane
Long car rides pointing, turning left and right as we take the empty road. One hand on the steering wheel, and the other interlocked in mine, we created memories. Then you steered right, and I steered left. Now all that remains are the memories in memory lane.
#2014#july
isuhbel
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isuhbel
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
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