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Hope

my dreams hover like
chesterfield smoke clouds
in my grandmother's
inherited City Golf, but,
at every stop sign
I realize, maybe,
I'm the reason
you're still singing
life with me
and for a glimpse moment ...
hope has a longer
expiration date
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