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the wanderer and the gas
abandoned and left for dead
hundred and seven degree day
heat fueled the thirst, then the darkness came
bringing a chill to the plane
stratus clouds hovered knee high
a glowing glass bottle in sight
flowing with liquid vitamins and energy
only the dying would consume that gasoline
last drop of gas hits the tongue
bottled up stratus bits to take back home
no place to go, but grade A die...
Monday 2nd October 2023 8:30 pm
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