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Memories with a Shitty Soundtrack

“Roll with it baby…” old tired speakers boom
As thread bare black rubber rolls
Over pale grey pock marked asphalt
Driving me all the way back to ‘89
Sitting in my dad’s van, it was a ford
Like Bigfoot, the truck that displayed prominently
On my stained t-shirt.

A face of glee framed by a clumsy shrub
Of tar-black curly hair

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So sweet! Glad to hear you're doing well! You should definitely write more often.