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Long summer song

sure

We all think we got something to say


•


The bright Sun obliterates

All our petty passions

( love or hate )

;:;

Coney island evening


So joyful here amid the freaks

Loving poverty !


With such freedom we walk the seas !


)(

The railroad yard

Hobos gather waiting for the train

You know

The one headin towards the promise land

)(

She showed her ******* to everyone


( just for fun )

••

Movin thrum the mountains


Picking up speed



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