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vacation
You drove through rolling country sides, that stretch beyond the sky.
passed through cities constructed out of concrete and fear.
to the motel where the spines on the bible are unbroken.
So I open it up to the New Testmant.
and look for the answers.
I grab your pen and write my story
on the inside cover.
You call me outside to watch the
"honest South Carolina sun rise"
I close the drawer on my secrets
and watch the vermillion sky.
