Nov 2021
Bon voyage in your
lonely quest for fame.
The band plays and
locals bid adieu.
Gulls and bells speak.
Waves clap noisily
slapping at shore.
Cheering fades as
miles add to miles.
Now you are alone.
lonely quest for fame.
The band plays and
locals bid adieu.
Gulls and bells speak.
Waves clap noisily
slapping at shore.
Cheering fades as
miles add to miles.
Now you are alone.
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)
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