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Sep 2021
Where this road leads, you might get lost.
When you've traveled it far enough
You recognize the signs, what's left
From target practice and the wind.
I'd give you more to go on if
I hadn't lost the thread and now
It's speculation mostly, though
A little moonlight still endures
And I'll be waiting if you need
A ride, or a place to walk by.
Bobby Copeland
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Bobby Copeland  65/M/Kentucky
(65/M/Kentucky)   
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