145 lite

Where it takes me South into the Sunlight or there into another night filled with dreams. Repeats She beats me every time. I go with the scarecrow and vote for the straw man the tin man the bin man at the crossroads anyone who promises something and nothing only to drop with my blood pressure…

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The saddle tramps

We used to be maverick quick on the draw and quicker on our feet, we were lone star taking it as far as we dared and not caring if anyone cared. what are we now? we’re in yesterday shoes reading yesterday news wondering who’s next. I won’t fall into the trap of thinking that’s that…

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