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Only but the road. With the soda sauce. Embrace at the space needle. And playing Neil Young on the corner. She gets it all. & owes none. High parked at a stop off in Gold Bar. Sleep in the back. So close. A gypsy nightmare is just a dream. Wake to an acoustic cry. Subtlety in early air. We slow dance to sounds of Donovan. And feel the feel that felt it all. Garrett Johnson
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 6:10 PM UTC
Only but the road.