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May 2016
Just in time to witness

Black to blue,

Salvation shines pink on the horizon.

Watching the notes on a turnpike stave,

Watching more for a whiff,

A gesture back,

Humanity lost on the trailer of an eighteen wheeler

But delivered to who?

Silent

Save for the soft turnpike sigh,

Washed with fog over the water,

Siren song

Calling me

Down.
Raleigh Smith
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