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Poetry - Postmodern Blues

I have grown so tired
I have not read for a while,
Driving to office on the expressway
I reminisce the days gone by.


The pen and the paper,
The record player and the book,
Are the only things I can find,
As I count my belongings on a lonely a'noon.


I can drive that fast car,
And I know the clutch and the brake,,
Can speed up and ride away...
But which drection do I take?


But WHICH direction do I take??

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