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Jun 2017
Heat and dust
storm clouds
forming
about to bust

The metro bus
chugs up the hill
to the engines
determined will

The buildings
reek of history
Made by people
we no longer see

When the sun
goes down
night has become
day for everyone

Clouds now depart
the moon smiles
gives a wink
across the miles

Never reaching
the end
my love
I forever send
South by Southwest
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South by Southwest  Trussville , Alabama
(Trussville , Alabama)   
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