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Mar 2016
Stages keep me moving

In directions

I've avoided

WELCOME signs

Towns I've never dreamed

Until I'm

Standing center stage

Guessing, staring

At my feet

Creepin dirt

Between my toes

It's time to run, I know

Twigs breakin neath my weight
Dust and dirt carry me
Heaviest cloud ever seen

I don't belong in a field full of green
Blooming bright and blooming clean
Oh baby I'm going to a

Tree top canopy

That's the place for me
Rose
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