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candy with a cigar between chipped teeth legs straddling the newspaper rack the cars passed outside the cafe she took off her new wave glasses to say it's gonna be a long fall from here where did you go i guess it doesn't matter now welcome home i wanted to follow the sun this year after too many soggy springs but mayflowers bring june brings jealousy and bad plans july brings me early sunsets and summer's end last chance for lake swimming dawn walking the old road by the dump alone welcome home it's easier to disagree with what you're told than what you're shown so they say welcome home From Letras Mania