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Oct 2015
Always say, hitchers be wary...

Rain drives eve, dark assassin
Pitied her, my new companion

Soaking wet in dress pale blue
Dropped her in Archer Avenue

Her shadow gone, in car though
Inside phosphorescently aglow

While clouds tumbled, chill scary
Had I driven Resurrection Mary?
Rm is a ghost which is said to seek rides to the Chicago cemetery
A P Taylor
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A P Taylor  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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