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CAR RIDE
CAR RIDE
This interstate. I really hate.
It just goes on and on. It's a long night before the dawn.
It's been miles and miles and miles. There are no smiles.
There's for me to see. There's nothing for me to view.
Nothing for me to do. I am really blue.
Nothing but the plains. It's the same thing.
It can drive you insane.
We've come so far in the car. Where we now are?
When are we going to get there? I, for this, don't care.
We're way off the map. Maybe I will should a nap.
I have no friends. Will this trip ever end>
Will I ever get home? I am so alone.
