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Mar 2019
Come back home
to where
the Southern Pines sway

Back to the house
where
the warped boards grey

Gravel road
for a drive way

Grass growing
in the middle

Between the ruts
and where the cars stay

Front porch swing
flaking green paint

Remember the day
I gave you a ring

You gave me a kiss
All that I may miss

Come back home
to where
the Southern Pines sway
South-by-Southwest
Written by
South-by-Southwest  74/M/Birmingham , Alabama
(74/M/Birmingham , Alabama)   
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