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Clark Anne The Law Is An Anagram Of Wealth The Haunted Road Driving the steel and black wheels turning onwards without destination pausing in moments for something familiar some trace of knowing Distance approaches blurs into passing colourless void without change so much to long for takes so much effort so much strength to contain The haunted road the scattered ghosts of years of days of nights driving these wires of darkness fleeting shapes in the lights Violent landscape internal dreamscape a journey that constantly tells leaving places loosing each other we lose whole parts of ourselves |
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