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How Many Towns?
One more crumbling mining town
One more AM radio station gone to static
It's a long road back and even further going forward
Mud covered pickups dot the landscape
They sit waiting outside the coffee shops
Shuttered houses and patient hearts
One more swollen river drifts under bridge
Somewhere in this and that old mining town
Right or left down a lonesome highway
Flatbeds loaded with life's possessions
Crooked crosses mark the path
Humming tires and startled animal eyes
Keeping company with Spring's first battle
Fight the night and cabin's fever
How many towns show me the way?
(c) 2007 S. Sarkozy-Banoczy
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