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October 26, 2016
brakes squeal, tires scream, sliding rubber shreds tempers flare, subside, fingers slow unclench righteousness has taken the back-seat to practicality red now welcomes where green once held hope and now, waiting for this light to change, I pray that the day begun by this careless minute’s waste will not itself be thrown away and unaware of glory
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