I am not magnificent

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…and at once I knew I was not magnificent hulled far from the highway aisle (jagged, vacance, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles
  • Scott, 17, New Hampshire,Lets Get out of Here
  • I love many obvious things such as music and poetry. Yet I also love travelling and sleep. Shall I be specific? If so, then message me :)
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