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Design Your Own Container Garden
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E A I took to the highway, went out to pico-crenshaw. E A old friends, old friends.
E I took to the highway. A E A The highway took to me like a second skin.
B A rolled around in the evening,
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circling like a buzzard.
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trouble in mind.
E A B E 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.
