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Aug 2017
The hobo in the boxcar,
The love inside your heart.
Just a moment of shelter,
In search of a fresh start.
Did this have a meaning,
Or just along for the ride?
The armadillo built skin,
And The tear in his eye.
Written by
Marshall Messi
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