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Feb 2012
He Told me

My Kerouac wouldn’t be ruined

By rings of coffee

They add character He said

It’s like owning a pistol

And never firing it

Or owning a movie

Just to stare at it’s case

How will the world know you’ve traveled

Without leaving a few landmarks?
Written by
Lee W  35/Non-binary/Harrisburg, PA
(35/Non-binary/Harrisburg, PA)   
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