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ALAN ATKINS
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I didn't want to be alone with my thoughts so i turned on the radio
it said:
“You'll never see a rock in the Mid-South Louisiana woods”
i understood that i had come in at the middle of the program
bare trees passed on one side of the road, dirt piles on the other.
and i turned off the radio; i didn't want to interrupt.
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