All the lights in the night sky only drive what progressed tales we shall tell,
And only to our past can we decide to fall forward. Should progression
decide to take a left turn when the directions are clearly foul and that damn
TomTom needs to be chucked out the window. The foliage is amazing
and I forgot how those things work, but I am excited to see that progression
because it will only represent the beautiful colors which drift through my mind.
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