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I took to the highway, went out to pico-crenshaw.
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old friends, old friends.
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I took to the highway.
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The highway took to me like a second skin.
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rolled around in the evening,
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circling like a buzzard.
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trouble in mind.
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excavating the space we left behind.
yes I took trinkets with me. left them by the crater.
here ghosts, old ghosts.
smelled all the chlorine. I took the low road
where the light was just right.
crawled around in the glowing,
all embracing wreckage.
sunburned and snow-blind.
excavating the space we left behind.