ㅤ Neon hums under sleepless skies, streets shimmer like broken glass. Engines whisper old confessions, and silence runs louder than hearts.
Through quiet lights and vanishing lines, we ride, chasing blur to forget the ache of slowing down.
ㅤTHE CITY DRIFTS ‘&. WE FADE WITH IT. /
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@CREWCHANNEL + Started On.@Keontrack + 26th.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤFadely, Keonho—On—Track.