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Aug 2017
what do i
recall
of 7
days in
americai..?

i
remember
my clothing
scattered
around
jfk..

downtown
central
bus
station
i

­turned on
my
antennae
sky line-
an

insane
beehive
play-
away
buzz!

took
a greyhound
bus
to
a

small
town..
hitched
from
there on..

the
coffee
was
appalling
they

stars
the same
i
slept
under..

tried
to
walk
thunder
and

rain..
met
others
they
were

friendly
or
mad
and
stared..

a
ch­ocolate
cookie
a
feast..

the
country
side
scowled
or

so it
seemed..
the
rivers
unhappy..

miles
of
fast
food
dim

lights..
day
4
played
my guitar..

day 5
canΒ΄t
remember
smiled
lost..

day
seven
got
on
a plane..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
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