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Jul 2015
Salina
The Nomad arrived
Cold, windy
Waiting on a ride.

Nine hours later
Waiting like a gator
Lynda arrived,
Train wreck, heart ❤ ache,
The Knight decided to ride.

Belly of the Beast.
The gangstA *** forward,
So all could survive.
Minues to halve,
Hours to days,.
Played, lonely moonless nights,
The Traveler prayed.

And the Yellow Brick Road opened
With the sound of a laugh,
Oz came into being,
When Mona Lisa smiled....
Bobby Ray Bagley
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