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Jun 2018
How long must I wonder,
Street lights lighting this road I ponder.

I'm lost in a place I know,
It's hard to be real in a town so foe.

This emptiness is weighing me down,
It goes with this pass through town.

My gypsy soul pulls me in a direction,
But my brain chains me in refraction.

How much longer on this road I ponder?
Penny Laine
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