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Blacktop Roads
Half past tomorrow's songs
colors of Autumn sew
and the morning rises
over blacktop roads
and dandelion stems
in a house called yesterday
with its paint stripping away
a pale sweet anatomy
listening to the porch whisper
in memories in Savannah
colors of Autumn sew
and the morning rises
over blacktop roads
and dandelion stems
in a house called yesterday
with its paint stripping away
a pale sweet anatomy
listening to the porch whisper
in memories in Savannah
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