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~ Old Trails...

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The broken roads

once travelled by so many

lead to rusted diners now,

empty of even roaches or rats.

Yet my memories sit there

sipping malteds, eating greasy burgers.

That short skirted waitress,

her face older than her legs and waist

& more salty than the fries

taught me how a woman is,

wise and needing respect.

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