Horsepower is a vain hope for deliverance.
The blackest asphalt, no matter how smooth or how far it stretches, cannot save.
The distance between a memory and me sets nothing right.
Sin, like love, transcends space and time.
Luckily, love is the more persistent of the two.
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For some reason, I haven't been able to make a comment work on this one thus far...
But I want to say that this is stunning. Absolutely beautiful. It hits home for me in a lot of personal ways right now. What a gem you are!
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