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wrote this on a bus ride that is 3 hours, very tired |
| This ride is so boring tears come to my eyes from the wide open mouth, nose wrinkling yawn watching these people all sitting and waiting for family to come into view desolent plain of flat snow covered fields lay before us just traveling in a swirling line and as a type this i feel my fingers slowly dragging across neighbouring keys one hour left into my lovers arms how many will be with me, sharing this feeling? |