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Biding time Making rhymes Till I find Some purpose Always I Fall behind Sleeping till Last minutes Missing flights And free rides All along The Highway Losing sight Fading mind Close my eyes I'm distant
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Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
Threes
Biding time Making rhymes Till I find Some purpose Always I Fall behind Sleeping till Last minutes Missing flights And free rides All along The Highway Losing sight Fading mind Close my eyes I'm distant
clinton-rothfuss
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Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
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