hour hour hour hour hour hour

oh there are a hundred roads and there are a hundred miles
next time
or small burrowing a hundred miles underground

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hey did you know about frame advantage?
i can't stand these paved roads anymore.
sometimes i am driving and think about how some kinds of things feel pressing
then i think about it some more and they aren't they really aren't
i'd write a big thesis on those things
some sunlight bounces off of something and into an eye
some eye somewhere
i almost get killed in a car crash and laugh
"what are they gonna do, FIRE me?"