Night comes
Unspecific guilt
(He chalked it up to old age)
Pursued him full tilt,
As storm winds bear down
On the defenseless outskirts
Of a struggling town
Miles from anywhere.
Not something he talked about.
No cause for despair:
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Night comes
Unspecific guilt
(He chalked it up to old age)
Pursued him full tilt,
As storm winds bear down
On the defenseless outskirts
Of a struggling town
Miles from anywhere.
Not something he talked about.
No cause for despair:
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