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you keep driving, bound for an adventure,
racking up the miles, tied to the ride, strapped in, the experience and the pages, roll away dissolving, a novel novel in the night, your new story is an old story, but i like it all the same. it might as well be, 897,000 miles, only a number, friend and inspiration, an often tired lover, always here with me cozy, just not two touch. |
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I love roadtrips!
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I love the way you write...
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I love the way you write...
He writes with slow hands.
Nice cerebral trek S1ow.
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roadtrips and reading... how could it get any better? (((H)))
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