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Low on provisions
Everything's dry
Journeying the landscape in an altered state of mind
Panning my periph to surveil my surroundings
Not a single sign of life just the machines flashing past me
At the mercy of the elements and perhaps a perfect stranger
solicited samaritans nowadays are quite endangered
The sun is due to set soon
I experienced eternity in a quarter of an hour or so I seemed to

At a time like this I need a selfish plan
And what better place than here to assist a man?
But what have I done to deserve a helping hand?
Seeking kindness once again
Tipping karma's scale against me
How do I dare?

Summoned by a thumb
a car slows to a stall
The least likely of samaritans
saw the gesture and took the call
Enveloped by violet
We seem to race the night
Two thousand miles from where I left and hundreds more to drive
In each other we trust
So much to discuss
How opportune to spill our guts and take our cut...
Eye for and eye and for a favor
How do we know our good deeds will not be punished?

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from Strange Sense of Humor, released February 2, 2016

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