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Somewhere along the way

Reality reached down

With a not so gentle hand,

Picked me up by my ass,

Slammed me against the wall screaming,

“Okay kid; show me where it’s at now.”

A thousand hells later,

Staring at the fireball monster

Wiping the sweat off my brow

I wondered if there really was an America

Vague and anonymous across the sea

Or if it was only the figment

Of someone’s bent imagination.