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House feels damp in between seasons of life where I try to start a fire Sky tonight was an amethyst fan on a ruby line the sun an ember rolling golden years   down the Hills of Scranton to the city's lights Across the town toward that bend in the river a driving dusk
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Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
I Try to Start
House feels damp in between seasons of life where I try to start a fire Sky tonight was an amethyst fan on a ruby line the sun an ember rolling golden years   down the Hills of Scranton to the city's lights Across the town toward that bend in the river a driving dusk
Driving to the Hill section at sunset to pick up milk and eggs.
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Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
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