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| Doar |
thinking of an hour or two of what you would be thinking of me. catching a bus to visit you or a waiting line, shuffling my feet forwards the meadows and trees swaying in a northeaster wind hearing the tracks and tires as we come to a stop upon a no name byway stretching, yawning, but waiting to get back on to restlessness can you read my mind . |
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