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The night has always been a sexy bitch!
As a kid in Central California I would go
out at midnight for a smoke and listen
to the train roll through like a ghost.
In Dallas we drank, smoked, cruised
the neon lit streets in search
of whatever it was we were missing in life.
I’ve always functioned better after the
sun went down and the prying eyes of
the day shift are shut to everything but dreams.                  
Written by Abigail1980
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