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My thoughts silencing in speed. The speed of the air. The smell of the city. The air of the pollutants. Worries fading away as I sit in the back seat. All of it seems like an adventure,. Not knowing the destination is a thrill on its own. Not lost, just meandering. With a known unknown soul. Riding on an indefinite road. One where you cant take a turn. So much of beauty to admire. I walked as I rode.
November skies have come at last. A darkened cloak, an icy blast,. A lullaby, a barren fast,. Out of the depths of silent night. Out of the depths of silent night,. Our grief is strong and burdens great;. The night is long and hope is faint. You came to set the captives free,. A Morning Star of joy and peace,. Why does this darkness feel so deep? Glory, glory, glory.
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