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The leaves are still green Where are you headed? I see her, sleeping in the backseat Pass the sugar cane before she spots the weeds I feel water rushing Running down my sleeves Numinous, she dances, terrifying me Ears closed to the music Snow makes it hard to breathe Tires ink the road again Drive away from me
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Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 11:36 PM UTC
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