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As sitting on its side i see a highway silent now, empty that once bore so much industry, now modified by free enterprise, that of course lacks memory of any past, of trekkers who have lived- buried dreams on this path- lonely now black asphalt going nowhere receiving no remorse.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
An empty street
As sitting on its side i see a highway silent now, empty that once bore so much industry, now modified by free enterprise, that of course lacks memory of any past, of trekkers who have lived- buried dreams on this path- lonely now black asphalt going nowhere receiving no remorse.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
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