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Thoughts on an open road

Memory is a funny thing; It feels like just yesterday when I last made the drive, back and forth through the never-ending prairie skies Today they were overcast and grey, Sometimes the sun shone down, Sometimes the rain was in my way. My thoughts ran rampant, Steering their own destiny as we drove So many…
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Tautology Of life

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Twilights musings

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Goodnights

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Dog days

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Poem for the road

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Time and relatives

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Prayer for a tired spirit

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Sun day beach day


