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Oct 17
A highway full of running dogs
Greyhound bus wheels
Motor Dog of some kind
The Hound Dog genuine
Bark in the Greyhound Dog bus headlights
Through every turn
Directions to destinations
Stops here and there
Hounding ways
Days and nights
Tomorrow’s sunrise
Another journey
Sometimes sundown
A journey’s end
The Road dog keeps on wheeling
Kicking up road dust
The Road Dog to always be
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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