the roads remember when we drove them.
the roads remember when we drove them.
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some places are louder when empty.
the gardeners never came back.
the last person to sit here never came back.
they sold memories here once. now the memories are broken. #…
someone was always going to sit in the back row anyway.
the trains stopped coming a long time ago.
the waiting room no one comes to anymore.
someone's still coming back for this one.
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