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Vapor Rises
Something loose.
Something loud.
Mind came rattling like a big iron horse.
Everybody on board.
Dark hair girl she think she
had the draw on me.
A person doesn't care.
Not necessarily.
Hungry.
A person might not have a vested interest in caring.
Blonde hair girl called mommy.
You see now how a man can get confused.
I've been working on the
railroad, 1944.
Working on the big iron horse.
Blaze.
Hungry now.
I do not know this nurse.
I used to be a movie star, taking lunch with Errol Flynn. Mommy it's true.
Old man in the mirror sneered at me.
Smacked him and I cut my hand.
Where's the rest of me?
Something loose, something lost, it's like I never left.
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